《Birds Elope With The Sun》歌词

[00:04:29] (Air like water, water like stone, birds elope with the sun.)

[00:04:29] A velvet quietus furtively draped over ears.

[00:04:29] Quartz underfoot and crystalline opal tears

[00:04:29] Welcoming webs of gasping despair

[00:04:29] Nival anaphora textures the air.

[00:04:29] Anamnesis waltzes through…

[00:04:29] The windows, shut tight, and the fires are fueled…

[00:04:29] Reminding naiveté of its magnitude’s inferiority.

[00:04:29] Skyward stretching arms become thin and weak.

[00:04:29] Bony fingers comb the clouds

[00:04:29] then curl into fists, admitting defeat.

[00:04:29] Blood concedes to gravity’s pull,

[00:04:29] leaving hollow skeletons all erect,

[00:04:29] perforating the skyline – an impenetrable cage…

[00:04:29] like skin drawn tight, and canvas cracked with age.

[00:04:29] Escapist flights and lengthy nights

[00:04:29] as some succumb to slumber awakes…

[00:04:29] Faces count minutes 'till noon

[00:04:29] Solar ghosts come kiss the moon goodnight

[00:04:29] Grey memories for now.

[00:04:29] A thousand families, down, will fall.

[00:04:29] Nival tears bury them all!

[00:04:29] Like absconding tides, birds elope with the sun.

[00:04:29] A barren desert soaked in bleach

[00:04:29] A sickly pallor and opal touch

[00:04:29] Hallucinating, shattered glass

[00:04:29] falls as if the atmosphere cracked

[00:04:29] and we are invaded by emptiness blank.

[00:04:29] The brain keeps the body company.

[00:04:29] The continent is a newborn, trying to breathe.

[00:04:29] Accepting his fate and falling asleep,

[00:04:29] the child is woman, resting in peace.

[00:04:29] (Accepting the sleep as a blackness

[00:04:29] forcing its way in and pushing air out through heavy lungs…

[00:04:29] And heavy are the clouds that reach so deep

[00:04:29] and smother the land in a heavy shroud.

[00:04:29] Eyes press closed and words are now visible.)

[00:04:29] The sky is an eggshell waiting to hatch.

[00:04:29] The ground is the air, the wind, the trees,

[00:04:29] the Earth, the water, the fire.

[00:04:29] Sculptors working the clay, carving angels

[00:04:29] and gargoyles and columns

[00:04:29] as pixies dance to appease the leaves.

[00:04:29] Faces that once turned to catch the light

[00:04:29] frown and turn desperately down towards darkness.

[00:04:29] Float to the stiff, grey earth.

[00:04:29] Faces count minutes...