Strong Dark Souls
And my sisters are all away now,
Found their silver and velveteen.
They give me comfort through rainy summers,
Give me roots when they're lost to me.
All the embers of strong young fires,
Are kicked away now as sparks they fly.
Hourglass to hourglass,
I lie to myself again.
And the fools sure they talk of glories,
They cut me down with their shouting song.
Blinding lights in my lonely window,
I can't see how we've overgrown.
We are singers in silent streets,
We're the saviours of history,
We're the candles in winter's black,
We are strong dark souls.
Great are statues and lords so tall,
No one cares about them no more,
Hourglass to hourglass,
The old stories are blown away.
Here's my autumn the weather's warning,
Drilling deep through the breaking stone,
Blinding lights in my lonely window,
I can't see how we've overgrown.
And it's time now for me to be leaving,
Like my grandfathers on the sea,
And I will lock my fears in a leather case,
For a politician's fee.
And my sisters are all away now,
Running scared from the sound of guns.
Blinding lights in my lonely window,
I can't see how we've overgrown.
Found their silver and velveteen.
They give me comfort through rainy summers,
Give me roots when they're lost to me.
All the embers of strong young fires,
Are kicked away now as sparks they fly.
Hourglass to hourglass,
I lie to myself again.
And the fools sure they talk of glories,
They cut me down with their shouting song.
Blinding lights in my lonely window,
I can't see how we've overgrown.
We are singers in silent streets,
We're the saviours of history,
We're the candles in winter's black,
We are strong dark souls.
Great are statues and lords so tall,
No one cares about them no more,
Hourglass to hourglass,
The old stories are blown away.
Here's my autumn the weather's warning,
Drilling deep through the breaking stone,
Blinding lights in my lonely window,
I can't see how we've overgrown.
And it's time now for me to be leaving,
Like my grandfathers on the sea,
And I will lock my fears in a leather case,
For a politician's fee.
And my sisters are all away now,
Running scared from the sound of guns.
Blinding lights in my lonely window,
I can't see how we've overgrown.
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Writer(s): Ewan Macpherson
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