I´m singing for the pharaoh And I´m setting out alone Down a vast unending furrow To the sound of pick on stone Hiding from our essential natures yeah we
Shrink back from the bone Well I´m singing for the pharaoh But I´m sickening for home
Can this voice carry seeds? Can I seal this heart when the creature feeds? Can this voice carry seeds?
At night my dreams are full alive With root tips and filaments See the blush of dawn in a crow filled sky And I take these sacraments Gonna burrow like a beetle Into the high vaulted beams of governance Yeah I´m wading through the treacle Using my incoherence as evidence
Can this voice carry seeds
Can I seal this heart when the creature feeds Can this voice carry seeds Meanwhile deception weaves its spell and
Who knows where? Who knows when? Let´s start again Who knows where? Who knows when? So
It´s a day like any other For the breakers of rocks and the pickers of locks For the spenders and the lenders And the grim-faced descenders And the riders of aftershocks Well I´m singing for the pharaoh But my spirit has taken to the hills Where the gulls are white
And the sky is bright And the plough has reopened The field´s red gills
Let´s start again Who knows where? Who knows when? Let´s start again Who knows where? Who knows when? Let´s start again Who knows where? Who knows when? Let´s start again Let´s start again Can this voice carry seeds? Can I seal this heart when the creature feeds? Can this voice carry seeds? Can I seal this heart when the creature feeds?