Cassandra Wilson
sign of the judgment from the hbo series true detective
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From the dusty mesa her looming shadow grows
Hidden in the branches of the poison creosote
She twines her spines up slowly towards the boiling sun,
And when I touched her skin, my fingers ran with blood.
In the hushing dusk, under a swollen silver moon,
I came walking with the wind to watch the cactus bloom.
A strange hunger haunted me; the looming shadows danced.
I fell down to the thorny brush and felt a trembling hand.
When the last light warms the rocks and the rattlesnakes unfold,
Mountain cats will come to drag away your bones.
And rise with me forever across the silent sand,
And the stars will be your eyes and the wind will be my hands.
- Album:
- Coming Forth By Day
- Another Country
- Loverly
- New Moon Daughter
- Miscellaneous
- Silver Pony
- Non-Album Releases
- True Detective (Music from the HBO Series)
- Smooth Jazz
- Sparkling Jazz 2
- Red Guitar
- Another Country (Deluxe Edition)
- Cool Jazz 2015
- Jazz Divas: Les nouvelles voix féminines du jazz
- NDR Info - Night LOUNGE 5
- Famous 9: The Finest Female Jazz Today
- Glamoured
- Blue Note by Bobby Flores: Fin De Fiesta
- The Best Smooth Jazz... Ever! Vol. 4
- The Cover Art: Pop Goes Jazz