...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
Sound of the Silk
Carry me back to the fields bathed in sun
The bright warm terraces where we used to run
Where the song of weddings liven the air
Swear to me someone, you'll bury me there
In a temple, an urn 'neath the bright painted dome
Not here in this valley alone
Carry my lover back cross the tide
I long to be near her, and placed by her side
Where the rains of the day will whiten our bones
Near two great rivers that convene in to one
To the sound of the silk as it runs through the low
Not here in this palace alone
Where the rains have worn down
The great cities of stone
But not here in this valley alone
These days I wake up late
Bright rays all over the place
Spread around the warmth to
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Past the network of cell towers, water towers, fierce eternity
One worth killing for
I run back
This is you, [?]
Runs away
Makes it back
Doesn't matter
Comes inside
Makes you pay
Once you stay