she's a flower, the rose of purgatory
only the big dreamers utilise her longing
her gift was to you and to me, this you know
her smile is the earth her heart the sea
you are my love, sweet tip on my tongue
the world first spun when our journey begun
and I learn't of her magic just after I sung
your father to tears through G-d given song
we sat in the warmth of that very first night
i was learning of your deepest fight
to resurrect her heart from the sea
to become a gift to the world and me
to beg for riches of a brighter star
in us she'll continue to burn free
hearts of sorrow of burden from afar
to sing to me to scream let it be
let it be, let it be for the soldiers of Yes
the gifted explosions of the universe
the brilliant ones the world cannot suppress
the men who in which my discipline does rest
i know but nothing of her voice and posture
i never saw her or held her hand
despite all this i'm certain i love her
and in us she will burn like Joan of Arc
and in us she will be forever alive
and in us she will burn over sea and land
and she'll send us all to the sky
credits
from In A Hut In Barhir Dar,
released November 11, 2011
These recordings were made in Ethiopia between February and May 2011 with one microphone and a suitcase full of novels. All songwriting, performance, recording and producing by Lyall Moloney. Instruments include: guitar, voice, harp, bells, kalimba, words.
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