HIS BRIDE
We see it in your eyes, its in the way you talk
you're falling hard for her, I don't think she's one

She's a bitter broken stranger, ignorant to all you say
she tosses lovers out like trash, you'll end up the same way

to turn your love for all she stood
and you just picked her mess up
from first light past afternoons

What more will it take, for her to break your heart
just let her go away, she's a mess right the very start

We love you more than life, and we're here to play the part
of loving friends and family, to guard your broken heart

So move right on, there's nothing here for you
just 

and your broken words
came out, as you whispered to me

Look in her eyes, Look in her heart
Reflections of you, she always was you
She's broken like you are
worthless to this world
but Oh God I love her
Oh God I love you

Lyrics and Music by Biaka Zaidarhzauva

Renae Roche (Vocals)
Biaka Zaidarhzauva (Vocals, Guitar)
Jordan Murdock (Vocals)
Rebecca Anderson (Fiddle)
Audrey Wheeler (Keyboard)

His Bride by Sister Mountain Brother Sea

Work In Progess, Recorded One Hour after Writing

In My Arms

As the Deer (Long For You)

Come Collide with Grace
Come Collide with Mercy
Come and take my hand, and come away with me
 
He took her hands, kissed her softly
Laid his head beside, his love his love
To breath her one last time, to send her off to God
“Here’s a note for him, it says “Tell her that I miss her””
 
She took his hands, her body no longer aches
She watched her lover weep, and saw her God smile and say
“He loves you very much, and though his heart will break”
“He’ll know the joy I felt, When you came back to my arms”
 
Chorus

Well, Here’s to the ones we love, here’s to one’s whos left
A grandson left wondering, what says the God who takes
A father from his son? Or a mother from her babe?
I feel like I’ve been robbed, so tell me where they went?
 
They came, to collide with grace
They came, to Collide with mercy
They Came and took my hands and come away with me
 
And into the end of your own life story
I’ll slip you under from the sleep of death you’ll wake
Surrounded by the ones you love, arise, my doubtful son
You know the joy I felt, When you came back to my arms.



Collide

Snippets of practice session to be used for writing and live performance practice. in other words... note taking.