FALL LIKE RAIN

Sol Invictus / Wakeford

The days fall like rain, on we fools and thieves
I stand at the cliff's edge, taunted by the sea
Memories of lost loves, or that never will be
The turn of the tide, the turn of the key
Some are brave, some are scared
But all face the fangs that are bared
Some are foolish, some are wise
But all are kissed by the scythe
The lost rise from the fields, and march into the trees
Above their sighs, the Earth slowly breathes
For all that we do - all that we say
Like leaves on the wind, we are lost to decay
Chorus