Old Lane
A song and love letter to Newfoundland, Canada. Written and performed by Dominic Brooks and Elle Schillereff.
By Elle SchillereffPublished 8 months ago • 1 min read
Old lane, old place
Creak your bones and rest away
Rows of teeth, rows of me
Little braids on a little freak
.
Rills and lights you're all I need
Unholy sight you're all I need
Salty sleep you're all I need
Underneath you're all I need
.
Never mind, never mind
What we said they're only words
Seeds of breath on the wind
Never fixing never settling in
.
Rills and lights you're all I need
Unholy sight you're all I need
Salty sleep you're all I need
Underneath you're all I need
.
You're all I need
You're all I need
About the Creator
Elle Schillereff
Canadian born, now settled on the west coast of Cymru/Wales. (she/her)
Avid writer of poetry and fiction, holistic massage therapist, advocate for women's health, collector of stray animals.
Grab a cup of tea and hang with me for a while.


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