lirik lagu husk – liz durrett

there’s a gulf at the edge of the yard
and the husk of a she’d and a garden
it’s the virus that swells in the gr-ss
it’s the ration that stays with the water

there’s a boy with his back to the porch
there’s a root in a jar on the floor
it’s the field that is tied to his ankle
it’s the fodder that sticks to the table

there’s the ghost of a beast in the woods
and the trace of a sh-ll in the dirt
it’s the path to the place where he lay
it’s the look of a crow on the grave