From the recording Twelves
Lyrics
on the ground
the rising red sun
burns down
to line up shadows
light a fire
standing inside
a circle of trees
the skyline west breathes
awaking the need
to light a fire
to burn
the bones
of those
we dig
From the recording Twelves
on the ground
the rising red sun
burns down
to line up shadows
light a fire
standing inside
a circle of trees
the skyline west breathes
awaking the need
to light a fire
to burn
the bones
of those
we dig