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Jesca Hoop - The Kingdom lyrics
All of the falling on the ground
 holder in ground
 I lay down a shrine 
 and I come with the autumn to tear it down
 orange and brown
 and I lay a soft down
 for all the waiting old and thine 
 brethren bathing bones and brine
 separate your light from mine
 multiply
 Under the spell of full November moon
 light on the broom
 frost in my room
 in through a window came a ghost I knew
 oh she paid me a visit while I was in my bed
 sleepy, she said,
 "sleep as though dead
 for in the morning you are called"
 is what she said
 To the high desert all is raging
 you must go to the battlefield
 and follow the cry of men rampaging
 and gather the ones that won't heal
 Down through a cloud of smoke 
 to the promised land
 many are deadJesca Hoop - The Kingdom - http://motolyrics.com/jesca-hoop/the-kingdom-lyrics.html
 river runs red
 for my god and for my king 
 is what he said
 Oh I came down to my knees 
 with my lips to his ear
 my hand to his chest
 his wounded breast
 for my god and for my king
 I will not rest
 But in the high desert
 you are dying
 for your god and his ghost and the son
 do not hold to the earth 
 on which you are lying
 for the kingdom can never be won
 All of the falling on the ground
 holder in ground
 I lay down a shrine 
 and I come with the autumn to tear it down
 orange and brown
 and I lay a soft down
 for all the waiting old and thine 
 brethren bathing bones and brine
 separate your light from mine
 let go of the earth


















