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Lyricist: Wovenhand
| Song: | The Beautiful Axe |  
| Album: | Ten Stones | Genres: |  |  
| Year: |  | Length: | 327 sec |  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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