All around this holy sand
Is the sound of a battered land
Reeling back like a rubber band
From a tireless and cold demand
And there's an opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
And the fear crumples you
Into a shape opaque, obtuse
You can roll blindly into the noose
Or unwind, wild, wide-eyed and choose
An opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
As I thumb some weathered stone
Shaped smooth in the crashing foam
I feel god in its formless home
In the thrust of this molten shore
And there's an opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
Minor Moon - An Opening (Parting Song) Lyrics
Minor Moon - An Opening (Parting Song) Lyrics
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All around this holy sand
Is the sound of a battered land
Reeling back like a rubber band
From a tireless and cold demand
And there's an opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
And the fear crumples you
Into a shape opaque, obtuse
You can roll blindly into the noose
Or unwind, wild, wide-eyed and choose
An opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
As I thumb some weathered stone
Shaped smooth in the crashing foam
I feel god in its formless home
In the thrust of this molten shore
And there's an opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
Is the sound of a battered land
Reeling back like a rubber band
From a tireless and cold demand
And there's an opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
And the fear crumples you
Into a shape opaque, obtuse
You can roll blindly into the noose
Or unwind, wild, wide-eyed and choose
An opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
As I thumb some weathered stone
Shaped smooth in the crashing foam
I feel god in its formless home
In the thrust of this molten shore
And there's an opening
At the faultlines in this dream
This is a parting song I'll sing again
Writer: Samuel Cantor
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