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The World to Come
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Johnny Flynn & Robert Macfarlane
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On my way through the wood wound a thread through the dream Nightfall, footfall Trembling, looking for cracks in the seam Tree tall, river call Tumbling branches brushing the beach Across the river just out of reach We are sat in the wish and the wave of our willow Wondering, wondering Ran away from this swish and the shade of our pillows Conjuring, conjuring Waitin' for the lick of the wind And the rising sun draws a kiss from the bird song There's a blackbird perched in the branches of the silver birch Growing from my chambered heart Singing through the rising dark Singing of the world to come Can you hear with thе ears of the owl and the ottеr? Listening, listening An accordion plays as the day grows hotter Glistening, glistening There's a wildwood, starting its march As a kingfisher flashes over the marsh Far out to sea there's a strange kind of silence Gull cry, still sky A pause in the storm and a lull in the violence Sun high, fly by Breathing drops from fast to steady Time slows down till we're caught in its eddy There's a blackbird perched in the branches of the silver birch Growing from my chambered heart Singing through the rising dark Singing of the world to come Singing of the rising sun Singing of forgotten floods Singing through the ancient mud Singing with the opening flower Singing in this precious hour Singing of the broken word Singing of the tales you heard Singing of the dreamer's word Singing of a glimpse of good Singing as the river flows Singing with the hope that grows Singing of the world to come
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