Miserere II in C Minor: VI. Apserges Me Hyssopo - Ilse Wolf, The Wren Orchestra & Bernard Rose

Said, "In truth I don't really want to talk about it" Christmas lights dangled sadly from the table in the operating room Last I heard you're an addict about it Full of rage and Corona Trying to blow the birthday kid candles out Trap doors and the retaliator lead out To the field where our extended families buried their lies If you're going, bring some faith and a flashlight Follow signs that read "It's twenty miles before you finally see fire" Now there's something to say for the art of confusion I got the courage to enquire where your body traveled all of the time "I gotta climb out of this elevator, hadn't move me once yet Do I expect that it should really start now?" The waitress oversees you levitating Couldn't think it to words and watched your body lift up into the sky Everyone there was just in awe about it Seen a miracle and drank away the thought from our minds There was you and me And nothing in-between It's right and wrong Goes on and on and on This is the wave that you could never conquer Losing the smallest piece of truth we used to know I wasn't prepared to embark with the wolf of the mountain It wasn't a place that we could call our own Now I don't want to seem like it's split at the seams See the pain on the wall? See the blood in the street? There is nothing you've got when you die that you keep You were all that you were, were you all you could be? In the blink of an eye there's a hole in your belly Your body recoils ironically into the family planning aisle Overhear, "I don't know where I'm going I'm going anyway Don't let 'em tell you that I never found..." You and me and nothing in-between It's right and wrong, goes on and on and on (How long you been looking for...) The truth for me is grasping at the seam So truthfully, do you want to die for me? This is the wave that you could never conquer Losing the smallest piece of truth we used to know I wasn't prepared to embark with the wolf of the mountain It wasn't a place that we could call our own

My love is like a red red rose That's newly sprung in June My love is like the melody That's sweetly played in tune So fair art you my bonnie lad So deep in love am I That I will love you still my dear Till all the seas go dry Till all the seas go dry my love And the rocks melt with the sun And I will love you still my dear While the sands of life shall run So fare thee well my only love And fare thee well awhile For I will come back to you my love Though 'twere ten thousand mile

Some say love, it is a river That drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger An endless aching need I say love, it is a flower And you, its only seed It's the heart afraid of breaking That never learns to dance It's the dream afraid of waking That never takes the chance It's the one who won't be taking Who cannot seem to give And the soul afraid of dying That never learns to live Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snows Lies the seed that with the sun's love In the spring becomes the rose