[ti:Drought]
[ar:Vienna Teng]
[al:Waking Hour]
[00:46.06]summer move forward and stitch me the fabric of fall
[00:55.01]wrap life in the brilliance of death to humble us all
[01:04.23]how sweet is the day
[01:06.86]I'm craving a darkness
[01:09.10]as I sit tucked away with my back to the wall
[01:14.67]
[01:15.96]and the taste of dried-up hopes in my mouth
[01:20.49]and the landscape of merry and desperate drought
[01:24.79]how much longer dear angels
[01:27.35]let winterlight come
[01:29.56]and spread your white sheets over my empty house
[01:36.72]
[01:46.12]summer move forward and leave your heat anchored in dust
[01:54.98]forgotten him, cheated him, painted illusions of lust
[02:04.02]now language escape, fugitive of forgiveness
[02:09.19]leaving as trace only circles of rust
[02:16.00]
[02:16.65]and the taste of dried-up hopes in my mouth
[02:20.68]and the landscape of merry and desperate drought
[02:25.30]how much longer dear angels
[02:27.88]come break me with ice
[02:29.98]let the water of calm trickle over my doubts
[02:36.08]
[02:36.33]come let me drown
[02:41.75]angels no fire no salt on the plow
[02:46.38]carry me down
[02:51.18]bury me down
[02:58.51]
[03:05.32]and the taste of dried-up hopes in my mouth
[03:09.33]and the landscape of merry and desperate drought
[03:13.82]once I knew myself
[03:16.28]and with knowing came love
[03:18.72]I would know love again if I had faith enough
[03:25.97]too far is next spring and her jubilant shout
[03:32.05]so angels, inside
[03:36.59]is the only way out