Mark Lanegan

Shadows Fall

I see circles of gold in spite of my eyes, when darkness falls from above, stay under me my love
I see circles of gold fading to black, until the heavens have died, you'll be the thorn in my side

Come so coldly awake, where the light wouldn't go. Come only to drift downward slow

In the dying light is a dream beyond time, one as impossible, as it is beautiful
Now the ghost in the mirror twists this way and that setting the thread to fray in such a solitary way

And the archangel sighs, feeding his blues, still I am loathe to gather, all of these bones together

Come so coldly awake, where the light wouldn't go, come only to drift downward slow
On the way to the gate, walk a merciful mile, while lying in wait a serpent coils

Here's where the bent and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm

Come so coldly awake, where the light wouldn't go, come only to drift downward slow
On the way to the gate, walk a merciful mile, while lying in wait a serpent coils

I see circles of gold burned off the sun, when shadows fall from above
Stay close to me my love
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