Ty says…
This was written and tuned years ago, quite literally, when I was going through a period of my life with my soul broken up. Pieces of me had been surrendered, taken, or simply lost over a few hard years of my life, so I asked a dear friend of mine to help gather me back together. And so she did.
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lyrics
there is a black jaguar woman
who is hunting through jungle and stream
gathering to her the pieces
that i’ve lost of my soul
there is a black jaguar woman
who is weaving the threads of my flesh
muscle and bone and skin and old blood
that’s been running through rivers too red
there is a black jaguar woman
who is giving me life now i’m whole
passing the wind into me
so that i might breathe again