Once This Year

(альбом: The Songs The Season Brings, Vols. 1-4 - 2015)

Why sing so long all good is gone
Down below my soul is so low
Crowned extolled behold love still grows
Herod this day all young children slain
If only once this year you could part your hands from older fears
When you think of what remains
If only once tonight you would shake your head in real delight
When you think of what remains
Is it strange, is it strange
Is it strange in a world of animals
That the kings are cannibals anyway
Is it strange, is it strange
Is it strange that the earth was split in two
Separating old from new anyway
And here at night I was waiting for
I am waiting for the field to fill with light
Here at night I was waiting for
I am waiting for I am waiting for you
You're invited to never feel the same
You, you're invited to hear the new refrain