Brambles and Briars

Where do you stop, where do I begin?
This muddle and merge is a sinking of skin
And the boundary's cursory, papery thin
We breach it wherever we are.

Or I am your fabric, and you are my thread.
And who can unravel the knots in the head
Or the cavernous avenues where you have led me?
I'll follow your voice like a star.

Grown together, brambles and briars.
Sown to weather sunshine and showers
We're brambles and briars.

Mountains and rivers, and deserts within,
The maps of our bodies are contours of skin,
And the years take their toll but your eyes never dim,
They shine like the bright morning star.

Grown together, brambles and briars.
Sown to weather sunshine and showers
We're brambles and briars.

Tangled together, it's funny to think,
Can't tell the diamonds from the ice in my drink,
And dandelion clocks throw their hours to the wind
Where do you stop, where do I begin?

Grown together, brambles and briars.
Sown to weather sunshine and showers
We're brambles and briars.