Weaver | Mae Bird (Song)
Written and sung by Mae Bird
Harp by Emma de Salis Young
Guitar by shaOne
Percussion by Henry Shanks
Directed and filmed by Jarro Galley Wimbush
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Content Source/Owner: Mae Bird
I believe I am a thread, weaving each moment to the next
Changing colours with the seasons
Dancing on the loom of life, for what reason
If I unravel through the eye of the needle
In all the trees and all the people
Through all the knots of grief twisting patterns that wind through the streets
I will come to the place where all threads meet
Yeah I will come to the place where all threads meet
I am the weaver
I am the weaver
I am the weaver
When you held up the mirror, I saw the fire in my soul
But one was shorter than the other, going round in circles
Getting greyer with the seasons, holding on for some reason
The hands of my mind pushing me down, blaming all the people that I had around
And the strings of my heart got so tighter
It jumped out of my chest, I had to face it
It jumped out of my chest, I had to chase it yeah
Chase it to the place where all threads meet
I chase it to the place where all threads meet
I am the weaver
I am the weaver
I am the weaver
I am weaving life, I am
I am weaving life, I am
I am weaving life, I am
Weaving life
Weaving life, I am, I am
Weaving life, I am
Weaving life, I am
Weaving, I am weaving
I am weavin with love
I am weaving, life
When you held up the mirror, I saw the fire in my soul
But one was shorter than the other, going round in circles
Getting greyer with the seasons, holding on for some reason
The hands of my mind pushing me down, blaming all the people that I had around
Then the strings of my heart got so tighter
It jumped out of my chest, I had to face it
It jumped out of my chest, I had to chase it yeah
Chase it to the place where all threads meet
I chase it to the place where all threads meet
I am the weaver
I am the weaver
I am the weaver
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About
I am a singer, listener and creator of songs.
I am interested in the voyage that is made into the beyond every time we sing, and how this singing creates a bridge between worlds for us to travel across. I am focused on allowing my voice (and myself) to be free enough for my spirit to sing its self out into the physical world, and to facilitate others to find their voice through listening and singing. Our voice is a sacred tool we have been given to express our hearts desire to the universe!
– Mae Bird
