Song | Onward Procession III. The Blue Hour |
Artist | Minsk |
Album | The Crash and the Draw |
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Nothing rests, everything moves, everything vibrates | |
Our wayward voices shall call once again | |
One and all, none and all | |
Return | |
Of warp, and weft, we thin / A wake to mourning, a birth to evening | |
Of breath bereft, and nothing left, we pass again / Awake to morning, an heir to even-ing |