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Descry
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Descry was released on October 9, 2026 by Dion as a part of the album Fayre
AlbumFayre
ReleasedOctober 9, 2026
LabelDion
LanguageEnglish
BPM78
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

What's in the mist?
No room for words, just a hand out like this
Let go of the old, grasping the unseen
It feels like "it feels like", you know what I mean?
Stand by, me and the essence I sang by
And I descry it is what it is, that it is what it is what it is
As I walk the path I can't help but laugh
I've seen everything and not seen anything
Euterpe will you leave me now stranded?
Appearance out weighted, the meaning unstated
Dew of first: the quencher of thirst
Is it there in those seconds of blinking?
Is there thought behind that which I'm thinking?
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Hour's nigh, forgotten the bond
There's a song that sings all the songs
I accepted those moments were fleeting
Turned my head and I heard a voice speaking:
"Don't leave me, why don't you ever believe me?
Is it because you can't see me?
I need you as much as you need me"
What's in the mist?
No room for words, just a hand out like this
Let go of the old, grasping the unseen
It feels like "it feels like", you know what I mean?
Stand by, me and the essence I sang by
And I descry it is what it is, that it is what it is what it is
Blood on my hands I've done a murder
Gone too far but I have to go further
Has to be now I don't have forever
What if there's never another September?
What if this is all I'll ever see?
What if the flame abandons me?
What if I've crushed what they've handed me?
Imagination's entropy
Beautiful but it's more than that
Past the place where the warden's at
In the pond that's beneath the pond
You needed less and it gave you more
Let it sing
Confusion's a delicate thing
Every question a lyre to string
We had wood and some life at the Fayre
And then there was light, a bolt through the air
What's in the mist?
No room for words, just a hand out like this
Let go of the old, grasping the unseen
It feels like "it feels like", you know what I mean?
Stand by, me and the essence I sang by
And I descry it is what it is, that it is what it is what it is
Written by: Dominic Gleeson, Recycle Bin

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