Shade

Posted by Paul Category: Evermine, Lyrics Tag: , ,

In days when the heat brings a halt to all life
And the sun stretched out over fields of ploughed lines
And clutched to his heart the speechless vines
When the reapers were slayed by the harvest strife
Crushed grass beneath bodies laying crucified
Alone, upstanding in those days of dust and fire
Dragged down by the Earth but refusing to tire
Deafenned by crickets and the cries that they made
I searched for your heart like I searched for shade

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