Scent on the Wind

from cry if you need to by Dana Anastasia

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An antler, a sweater, a peacock feather--these memories I carry with me. I was wearing your shirt and it smelled like dirt and I wanted to be buried there. It was a long time ago but it feels like thinking of home. I guess that’s how it goes. When first I did meet you, you sang so sweet a sorrowful, traveling song. But I knew by the morning what waited before me: a snare set with bait in the grass. I’ll be gone before you know, bloodied and limping toward home. I guess that’s how it goes. This longing is lingering, stuck in my hair, like the wind in the hills or the smoke in the air. And this trip you did set, oh, it’s tried and it’s true. The blood’s dripping into my shoes. I left without warning on Halloween morning, tears held back in my throat. And here I lay achin’ for all that it’s taken to open the mouth of the trap. Will I ever really know how it feels not to let go? I guess that’s how it goes. Sorrow is sweet when the trees are all bear, when the moon sends a silver shock through the air. Is this longing I feel a distraction from Truth? Is Love just a scent on the wind?

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from cry if you need to, released February 22, 2020

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Dana Anastasia Snoqualmie, Washington

Dana Anastasia is a multidisciplinary musician and artist based in the Snoqualmie region of the Pacific Northwest, exploring the experience of being alive through the living folk tradition.

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