Under black orange trees, they fell asleep,
Our precious girls, wearing a black wedding dress
Black wedding dress, precious girls, black orange trees
They fell asleep with me
They were covered with blue moons on their fair skin
And four blowing winds slip through their fingers of gold
Fingers of gold, four blowing winds, scent of blue moons
Covered their fair skin
Oh our refined girls, they’re lighting the candles up, Saying:
“What has risen may sink, and what has sank may rise
All the non believers may believe”
Under soul covered mud and dreams in the deep
Our lovely girls spread in the cities of men
Lovely girls, dreams in the deep, cities of men
They got a hold on me
And they come into your room, finding you there
Broken in tears, wanting what you had before
Forever lost, “get me back to where I was
and I won’t ask for more”
Oh our elusive girls, they’re holding their heads up high, saying:
Oh our refined girls, they’re lighting the candles up
Saying: “What has risen may sink, and what has sank may rise
All the nonbelievers may believe
“What has risen may sink, and what has sank may rise
All the non believers may believe”
credits
from Libation,
released March 5, 2022
All songs written, arranged and produced by Echo Train.
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