Speak Your Hurts Lyrics


Underneath the constellation

of the Great She-Bear,

Ursus Maritimus is overheating.

The Ever Wandering One used to be

the most powerful helping spirits

for the shaman of the north lands.

Before missionaries.

Before shamans were accused

of being in league with Satan

out there on the ice.

When a cub is born,

he fits into his mother's paw.

In the north, it's so quiet you can hear

your internal sounds, the rivers of your blood

the trembling mountain of your heart.

The Inuit say you ought to speak your hurts,

before they're iced in, before they're frozen

to your soul.