The Inmost Night-Current 93

[ti:The Inmost Night] [ar:Current 93] [al:All the Pretty Little Horses] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Inmost Night - Current 93 [00:01.83]And I drown a little more every day [00:05.27] [00:06.70]The wind blows so slowly now [00:09.46] [00:10.02]The trees are dry dead [00:12.21] [00:12.83]Walls to me they cannot hold back the storm any longer [00:17.96] [00:19.89]It will bread around us first [00:22.89] [00:23.83]If there's a god [00:25.46] [00:26.02]If there's a God [00:27.39] [00:28.02]When I stand there at the piled bloodcamp [00:32.33]Again I flick open the inner eye [00:36.58] [00:37.21]If you too open your eyes you shall see [00:42.27] [00:43.58]The entire sky filled with weeping angels [00:47.39] [00:47.96]The entire heaven filled with weeping angels [00:51.96] [00:52.83]And the centralsun and sum of all [00:55.90] [00:56.89]God too weeping [00:57.77] [00:58.70]We shall be judged [01:00.02] [01:01.02]So anyway so your garden is most fullgreen [01:04.58] [01:06.02]And the many birds alight on its budding branches [01:09.89] [01:10.52]And anyway the lambs gambol [01:13.27] [01:13.83]And the children sing yours perhaps [01:17.10] [01:17.66]Or mine God [01:19.10] [01:19.66]And anyway [01:20.63]So anyway we fall beneath the waves [01:24.38]And hope to be remembered anyway [01:26.19] [01:27.19]Anyway the bluebirds wait over the white cliffs of Dover [01:33.44]So anyway they to fall [01:36.50] [01:37.25]The grass dies the moss goes the chalk chips away [01:41.69]Then below that the rocks grain away [01:44.63]This is the sound of the earth dying so nothing new [01:49.07]So anyway you may wait under a tree [01:52.88] [01:53.88]Or at the foot of a hill [01:56.75]Anyway