Peace in the Sweet Sublime

Butterflies on the horizon
Hiding in plain sight
The water looks so inviting
Biting out of time

But oh, the lonely night won't be afraid
The darkness won't slow down or change its shape

Behind the eyes where the fish do swim in shallow thoughts
Sleep will rendezvous with death
And bathe in the red fjord
There will be no march of time
Or peace in the sweet sublime

A sickly pallor on the night sky
Stars fly out of reach
A stifling shadow looming
Cast by the might of humanity

But oh, the lonely night won't be afraid
The darkness won't slow down or change its shape

Behind the eyes where the fish do swim in shallow thoughts
Sleep will rendezvous with death
And bathe in the red fjord
There will be no march of time
Or peace in the sweet sublime

Behind the eyes where the fish do swim in shallow thoughts
Sleep will rendezvous with death
And bathe in the red fjord
There will be no march of time
Or peace in the sweet sublime



Credits
Writer(s): Neill Maxwell
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