From the CD Magnolia Electric Co.
The whole place is dark
Every light on this side of the town
Suddenly it all went down
Now we'll all be brothers of the fossil fire of the sun
Now we will all be sisters of the fossil blood of the moon
Someone must have set us up
Now theyll be working in the cold grey rock, in the hot mill steam in the concrete
In the sirens and the silences now all the great set up hearts - all at once start to beat
After tonight if you dont want us to be a secret out of the past
I will resurrect it, Ill have a good go at it
Ill streak his blood across my beak and dust my feathers with his ashes
I can feel his ghost breathing down my back
I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but not forever
The real truth about it is no one gets it right
The real truth about it is were all supposed to try
There aint no end to the sands Ive been trying to cross
The real truth about it is my kind of lifes no better off
If Ive got the maps or if Im lost
The real truth about it is there aint no end to the desert Ill cross
Ive really known that all along
Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall
Long dark blues
Will o the wisp
The big star is falling
Through the static and distance
A farewell transmission
Listen
Author: Phil Bebbington
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