"The words hung above
But never would form
Like a cry at the final
Breath that is drawn
Remember me, love
When I'm reborn
As the shrike to your sharp
And glorious thorn"

An illustration of the song Shrike by Hozier, partially inspired by a sighting of the same bird while at work some months ago. This song always makes me think of my dog, because when this single came out, that was around the same time I took him for his last big, proper walk. I'm not sure how to interpret the lyrics, but to me, that's what makes it beautiful. Inarticulate sadness and regret is what comes across. I have many regrets over the things I never did for my dog, and the ways I could have made his life better. I only hope he knows that.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Art (c) Aurasyr Freespirit
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