Proclamation Bones - Tift Merritt

Wind pulls a silent chains

To shake the hillside grass awake

A falcon presses up against

A birch tree in a thin white dress

Every road gonna disappear

The fate of man is still unclear

I think you should come by here

Tonight tonight tonight

Moon, cast your finery

Lilies, stretch your throats neck to see

Flowers like a mess of bones

Blouses open to the soul

Every road gonna disappear

The fate of my heart is unclear

I think you should meet me here

Tonight tonight tonight

Proclamation bones: day leaves me all alone

Night has a secret place, always ripe for a few more days

Move and dishevel me

Wet field, muddy stream

Raise my glass like an insect wing

Come on night spell pass through me

Every road gonna disappear

The fate of man is still unclear

I think you should stay right

Tonight tonight tonight