Mulberry Hurricane from TOTONOKO by TOTONOKO

She takes time slipping off her dress
She keeps unopened letters for me
She keeps an open bed

No-one stays up
and nobody is at the door
The poster of the writer watches
but doesn't know what for

Mulberry hurricane
coming round the bend
knocks me off my feet again
moving upwards, towards a marking in the sky

An atom meets an atom
A body meets the mud
A thought becomes a pattern
A man needs another one

She takes care crossing Sunday highways
She climbs the crooked tiling,
bare feet folding on the rafters

Without caution
With no ground to kneel upon
an offering to sparrows earns her
a blue egg for blue yarn

Mulberry hurricane
coming round the bend
knocks me off my feet again
moving upwards, towards a marking in the sky

How do I know you?
I can barely tell
Motion in a photograph
waving from St. Peter's hill

Far from her, she travels
Far from her, she travels
Far from her, she travels

Mulberry hurricane
coming round the bend
knocks me off my feet again
moving upwards, towards a marking in the sky

In a dream I saw you
palms cracked like a shell
inside a map of origins
your features etched into the silk

Mulberry Hurricane
coming round the bend
knocks me off my feet again
moving upwards, towards a marking in the sky

• Alternative
• avant-folk
• experimental
• harmony vocals
• indie
• rock
• Oakland