Vervain - Faith & the Muse.lrc

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[00:36.63]A thousand dreamers crept as one
[00:39.84]Journey'd by the colder sun
[00:47.58]Knocked at the chamber's gate
[00:52.68]Yet this sleeper does not wake
[00:56.91]In the oracle overhung
[01:17.34]With careless whispers, ivystung
[01:18.09]Their tiny fingers cling to warmth
[02:11.40]A home for the love weary heart
[02:13.17]Onward sacrarium, time sojourns
[02:14.76]Polanquin leads this path adorned
[02:28.02]While reverent creatures soft prepare
[02:28.95]The slumberous beauty carried there
[02:36.90]And lay their hands on silken skin
[02:40.02]As through these veins the gods did run
[02:47.67]Two thousand arms in twilight
[02:51.33]Endless dream and endless night
[04:21.30]Past echoed ruins overgrown
[04:24.72]Small voices drift in ancient tongue
[04:25.74]Mindful to their deepest wish
[04:27.75]For a home to the love weary heart
[04:35.97]In soft embrace I now arise
[04:38.52]And search for peace in hungering eyes
[04:44.37]Thy faces change: my love renames
[04:48.96]Our starlit world, the past remains
[04:50.34]Forgotten by linnear spite
[04:50.94]One thousand pairs of second sight
[04:55.89]Who through my eyes at last may see
[04:56.91]We are divinity
[05:15.81]We choose to be
文本歌词
A thousand dreamers crept as one
Journey'd by the colder sun
Knocked at the chamber's gate
Yet this sleeper does not wake
In the oracle overhung
With careless whispers, ivystung
Their tiny fingers cling to warmth
A home for the love weary heart
Onward sacrarium, time sojourns
Polanquin leads this path adorned
While reverent creatures soft prepare
The slumberous beauty carried there
And lay their hands on silken skin
As through these veins the gods did run
Two thousand arms in twilight
Endless dream and endless night
Past echoed ruins overgrown
Small voices drift in ancient tongue
Mindful to their deepest wish
For a home to the love weary heart
In soft embrace I now arise
And search for peace in hungering eyes
Thy faces change: my love renames
Our starlit world, the past remains
Forgotten by linnear spite
One thousand pairs of second sight
Who through my eyes at last may see
We are divinity
We choose to be