クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Adjy
Adjy
Performer
Christoper Noyes
Christoper Noyes
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christoper Noyes
Christoper Noyes
Songwriter
Samn Johnson
Samn Johnson
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevin Ratterman
Kevin Ratterman
Engineer
Christoper Noyes
Christoper Noyes
Producer
Anne Gauthier
Anne Gauthier
Engineer

歌詞

O Auriferous Oroborus tail
Ends the same wayward
June hightails A lone July lay
Awake for his return-ingle-light-swan call to midnight's Dew-grass-moon, O
Fallow Why couldn't they just sew this time
I know he'll go, and the story will have
Her stay behind. yet
Bound they vow that every year on nights like these
From May to Fall they'll meet and chaw the love that neither Could leave
Yearly, I too take that pilgrimage
Through your every page
We like cypress knees who singly breach, yet beneath Weave to one
Mirror their tale: one lingers, one has sunk beyond
Shadow, ShadowI can still see you on the lawn
Or low in the lake your reflection begs me follow down
And time will winnow what we could not hold
Will I ever feel a present tense
I sway on like hanging moss
On the hint of a Thrice Great Tool can this circle square
Though the magic
Of my foundrry's song is strong
All my alembics putrefy the wine
Away
Am I
Pygmalion or
Am I the
Totem
  
Round her he'd orbit
She spun a'polis charmed chrysopoeic
By renown's sound statue vow
I, Third Prime protract
The greyouts
I Dreamt You Lived a'Last One-half Past-one Utterly Sung
Solve et coagula
Eram quod es, eris quod sum
  
He'd come-pass her square and clock a ruckus in her town.
But her roots would cleve her Samara necklace safe and Sound.
Time will winnow what we do not hold
Each 21st came and went
In a life made between their nature, and their Love
Her years encyst they found her gypsy boy obscene
And Akhlys would split the whole world like a labrys
And time will winnow and we cannot hold
Their Love through cracks on city streets
The dandelion's go to seed
O I would to stay right where they meet...
And, Shadow I can still in hear you in my sleep
Lost in between the cruel collapse of dreams
Did Atropos even know you had a name
Or when she'd cut the line that it would leave half my tale Untold
Written by: Christoper Noyes
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