Crier's Dance
Ephemeral Echoes: Unveiling the Dance of Departed Love
Lyrics
when our lovers all die
When our lovers all die
where do they go?
Where do they go?
when our birds all seek flight
When our birds all seek flight
leave us floating far below
Leave us floating far below
i'm drifting in the water
I'm drifting in the water
my leather-bound skin
My leather-bound skin
broken pieces of the puzzle
Broken pieces of the puzzle
my bones that hold within
My bones that hold within
they march with me in the streets and
They march with me in the streets and
dance to tunes of
Dance to tunes of
sticks on
Sticks on
skin and
Skin and
sandals
Sandals
they beat their war-drums calling
They beat their war-drums calling
out to
Out to
vultures
Vultures
over
Over
burial grounds
Burial grounds
can you hear them coming?
Can you hear them coming?
the cobblers gather in mass
The cobblers gather in mass
they stand on the clouds and tell you
They stand on the clouds and tell you
"you'll dance till the echoes last"
"You'll dance till the echoes last"
go, the gathering storm, it comes for
Go, the gathering storm, it comes for
our feeble haystack homes
Our feeble haystack homes
the tides will take us over
The tides will take us over
and sweep us far below
And sweep us far below
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