Lyrics The Rains - Emily Barker

The beat of a wing over water when mirrors
Gather up droplets of rain like a beaded
Necklace I once owned but long have forgotten
And what am I to myself that must now remain?

The snap of the bracken echoes through the pine trees
The child in me steps over deadly flowers and night fires
A wish to float down streams like the leaf boats I made once
What am I to myself that must now remain?

But here I am now where the winds all
Tangle around me lie cloth every fiber
Is a stand of self with stitching across it
And what am I to myself that must now remain?

We landed like doves along a solid wall but
Quickly flew off, and no reflection could be captured
To a forest of dirty mirrors and covered over lenses
And what am I to myself that must now remain?