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Song: | The Beautiful Axe |
Album: | Ten Stones | Genres: | |
Year: | | Length: | 327 sec |
Lyricist: Wovenhand
Lyrics:
[Verse 1] The night holds, holds a candle to you I see you are a hummingbird Living in the shadows of law Cleave her to vivid dreams Picture before you the living word
[Verse 2] He did ascend away to prepare a place And let the sound together hold you To the humble he has given grace From the proud he hides his face From the proud he hide his face
[Chorus] Joy has come It rises with the son He the highest on the horizon Joy has come In the mind that I see Beautiful the axe that flies at me
[Verse 3] In the yard More than fourty birds For to write upon my mind We fall out into the street As the last one flies The last one in kind
[Bridge] On the morning of the second day And old skin vision of my hope and stay A flaw in the man whichever way Thinking of his color
[Chorus] Joy has come It rises with the son He the highest on the horizon Joy has come In the mind that I see Beautiful the axe that flies at me
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