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Letra : The Fertile Darkness

There is a fertile darkness
Lying behind the mask of stale answers
And questions that no longer work

I’m in the garden at night
Digging, digging, digging, digging
Knees damp, kneeling in moist dirt
Hands caked with the rich cool earth
My back and shoulders tire
Sore muscles complain
As I reach, reach in and search
Needing this pain, this doubt, this hurt

There is a fertile darkness
Lying behind the mask of stale answers
And questions that no longer work
There is a fertile darkness
Lying behind the mask of stale answers
And questions that no longer work

The moon is waxing full of blue spotlight
On a background of pitch
I will not leave my perch untended
Nor this soil unturned
I will not leave my perch untended
Nor this soil unturned

[Chorus, Juliet)
There is a fertile darkness
Lying behind the mask of stale answers
And questions that no longer work
There is a (there is a) fertile darkness
Lying behind the mask of stale answers
And questions that no longer work

No, no, no, no
Here’s where I lean in
Feeling, feeling to find new answers
I lean in
Feeling to find new answers
To find new answers
Find new answers