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.​.​.​of Petrichor and I

by Auld

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Rain is coming, I can taste it in the air Hands bound, I breathe it in, as though I were drowning Though blinded, I can feel with feet still bare Emerald Hills I climb for my crowning A stone is laid to bridge from skye to sky A throne to rest and turn my soul to rain All rebirth begins with sacrifice A crown of Heather will mark my reign As steely thunderclouds grow over my head My veins are opened, staining clovers to red The tapestry of time is woven with threads Of petrichor and I The stage is set, and the role is cast I am here, from first to last With my death I become Eternal skies above I flow from the earth into the sky ...of Petrichor and I
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A whisper from the mountains in shades of grey Cast from the heights like a stone Ten thousand steps to the summit Now I fall thinking of home Cease thy whispering Grey skies above grey stone Take my offering My flesh, my blood, my bone And art thou nothing? Such thou art, as when The woodman winding westward up the Glen At wintry dawn, when o'er the sheeptrack's maze A viewless snowmist weaves a glist'ning haze, Sees full before him, gliding without tread An image with a glory round its head The enamoured rustic, worships its fair hues Nor knows he makes the shadow, he pursues Am Fear Liath Mòr The mist, my hereafter I am nothing An eidolon, wreathed in mist
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Hollow Mews 05:12
Rows of men and hollow mews The cobbled hearth grows cold The lights grow dim on life, on death But landscapes breathe with embers Futures draped in hollow dreams Our cradle burned, for lies Absence worn like a winter cloak This future, our own making Sing to the earth, not hollow mews And feast with the folk thought lost Turn slave to mindful wanderer Turn mind to break the chains Far from the empty house I fled Shadows taunt my periphery The solitude of silent halls Left behind forever Into the farthest forest I ran A home before my time I turned at a cry, and in her eyes I lost myself forever Sing to the earth, not hollow mews and feast with the folk thought lost Turn slave to mindful wanderer Turn mind to break the chains Sunlight, dappled, framed a shadow The queen of the forest was waiting Her hair hung like a gallows-braid Wild life, wild death made real In her eyes I saw a heron wading through rushes In her laugh I heard a darkness that light never touches

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released May 5, 2021

Dramatis Personae:
Daniel Weber
Arron O’Cearbhaill
Joshua Smith-Roberts
Craig Novak

Recorded and produced by JJ Lodding at Studio Decay
Mixed and Mastered by Mike Trubetskov at EOL Studios
Album layout by Nathan Collins

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