The river talked all night
It's words fell lost, dreamlike on my ear
The stars scream of blight
Stricken by the cost of guiding us these years
We try to change our ways
To fly like wasps, stingers on the wind
The smell of burning sage
Your homemade wiccan cross, hot against my skin
Rainy day, psychogenic
Overgrown
Sweaty face, sympathetic
Monotone
Ready made dialectic
Dial tone
Every word pathogenic
Last days of Rome
Now I need some good news
A shard of light to help dissect the dusk
The pressure on the bruise
As vision turns to white, as cities turn to dust
Cornelius Julius - Firmament Lyrics
Cornelius Julius - Firmament Lyrics
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The river talked all night
It's words fell lost, dreamlike on my ear
The stars scream of blight
Stricken by the cost of guiding us these years
We try to change our ways
To fly like wasps, stingers on the wind
The smell of burning sage
Your homemade wiccan cross, hot against my skin
Rainy day, psychogenic
Overgrown
Sweaty face, sympathetic
Monotone
Ready made dialectic
Dial tone
Every word pathogenic
Last days of Rome
Now I need some good news
A shard of light to help dissect the dusk
The pressure on the bruise
As vision turns to white, as cities turn to dust
It's words fell lost, dreamlike on my ear
The stars scream of blight
Stricken by the cost of guiding us these years
We try to change our ways
To fly like wasps, stingers on the wind
The smell of burning sage
Your homemade wiccan cross, hot against my skin
Rainy day, psychogenic
Overgrown
Sweaty face, sympathetic
Monotone
Ready made dialectic
Dial tone
Every word pathogenic
Last days of Rome
Now I need some good news
A shard of light to help dissect the dusk
The pressure on the bruise
As vision turns to white, as cities turn to dust
Writer: Conor Hicks
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