Из альбома: Audible to Animals
Onward we went with footsteps.
The avarice.
And I attentive to the shades and the weeping.
Downward the bend.
The shadows appeared to be dead.
Wonder, aware that I was living.
The people I saw beneath it.
They lift their hands and cry
And I now know why.
Towards the leaves looking for protection.
But it drives them back and from itself.
Sequestered.
I saw the tomb.
Eyes in disdain in horror.
That is the empty ghost.
Watch it wash over me.
I am the empty ghost.
Watch it watch over.
The shadows lift their heads to die.
And I know why.
Aware that I was living.