Music: Alf AT THE GATES
Lyrics: SlouxLook the herons in the greenbilled water We drift on.
their wetWe have stories as old as the great seas
breaking through the chest
All the oceans we contain, coming to light (, coming to light)
(go?)
Noisy tongues that once were silenced
Flying out the mouth Leaving only the stillness of their language
All the dark birds rush from the river
There are no clocks to measure time,
but the beating of our singing hearts (, sing hard)
(go?
We have stories as old as the great seas
Flying out the mouth
Noisy tongues that once were silenced)
breaking through the chest
by the way you dreams tremble like stones
when the wind comes through
You will know it is winter (Noisy tongues that once were silenced
The wind, full of hearts that beat quick and strong
All the oceans we contain, coming to light
Primal breath.
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