The Church - June lyrics

rate me

June arrives, rumoured days

Days of willing it to be

In the nest futures hatch

It's such a lovely thing to see

Oh my God

Like an angel wound

What fortune

Like a child in a field

So it goes, so it yields

June is here

Then it's not

In the background constantly

From the west

Lights go out

It's such a lonely thing to see

Oh my Lord

Talk of devil's food

What fortune

Lock the fruit

In a seed

So it grows

So it needs

Oh my soul

Soul like her cocoon

Long gone June

Her dark sides

Her bed feels

As she knows, as she feels