"Writing is the unknown. Before writing one knows nothing of what one is about to write. And in total lucidity." - Marguerite Duras, Écrire
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Judee Sill - "The Donor"
I'll chase 'em to the bottom
'Til I've finally caught 'em
Dreams fall deep
Where voices come a-chimin'
Moanin' and a-rhymin'
Warning me-- their words are
Ringin' and a-whinin'
Hear 'em weep
Songs from so deep
While I'm sleepin'
Seep in
Sweepin' over me
Still the echo's achin'
"Leave us not forsaken"
Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Eleison, Eleison, eleison
Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison
So sad, and so true
That even shadows come
And hum the requiem
Oh waters of the moon
Your vapors swirls and swoon
Your wake is wide
And sorrow's like an arrow
Shootin' straight and narrow
Aimin' true, its sting goes
Reachin' to the marrow,
Silence cried
Now songs from so deep
While I'm sleepin'
Seep in
Sweepin' over me
Still the echo's achin'
"Leave us not forsaken"
Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
Eleison, eleison, eleison
Kyrie eleison, kyrie eleison
So sad, and so true
That even shadows come
And hum the requiem
Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison
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