FADING IRIS

[Intro] 
Slender back, crystal hair. 
What's it like 
sleeping in the air? 
Over waves, over clouds. 
It's been a long time 
since you've been down. 
 
[Verse]  
Bring the message of good harvest. 
Put to end this suspense. 
They say good news travels fastest 
when lovely Iris is sent.  
At the speed of changing winds 
you whisper to the wise. 
Even darkness in the sky portends 
your illuminating sign.  
But what is the sign? 
Won't you please be clear? 
The waters are on the rise 
and it’s been years since you were here. 
 
[Chorus] 

Come back to see us Iris.

Come back and give us breath.

Without you there's no telling

how much longer we have left.

Your face came down shining

and it showed us the way.

Now we long for its return

but you're fading every day.

 
[Verse] 
I saw you once when I was ten. 
You told us, "Go inside." 
Then hail rained down on all the men 
who didn't heed your advice.  
In these days where it always rains 
we look skyward for you, 
hoping you made peace with the Gods 
and will return with good news.  
Since our world has built a fire 
that rain only makes worse
we lie waiting like the lyre
that has no second verse.

 

[Chorus] 

Come back to see us Iris.

Come back and give us breath.

Without you there's no telling

how much longer we have left.

Your face came down shining

and it showed us the way.

Now we long for its return

but you're fading every day.

  
[Verse] 
Some mornings I see your rainbow 
but awaken with grief, 
thinking you had come at last 
I try to fall back asleep.  
Where is it you stay for so long? 
Are you among the stars? 
Or do you hear siren songs 
in the depths while reading cards?  
Maybe you will never come back, 
just fade without a trace.
How hard it is accepting that 
our prayers just drift through space. 

 

[Chorus] 

Come back to see us Iris.

Come back and give us breath.

Without you there's no telling

how much longer we have left.

Your face came down shining

and it showed us the way.

Now we long for its return

but you're fading every day.

 
[Epilogue] 
Slender back, crystal hair. 
What's it like 
sleeping in the air? 
Over waves, over clouds. 
It's been a long time 
since you've been down.

Photograph by Mathew Blanchard © 2016