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Lost In The Trees - A Church That Fits Our Needs Golden Eyelids

Contributors

  • ISRC:USEP41135004
  • Recorded:2011 North Carolina
  •  ©2012 Anti, Inc.
  • Vocals, Guitars, Harp, Percussion, Piano, Baritone:Ari Picker
  • Cello:Andrew Anagnost
  • Vocals, Horn, Trumpet, Piano, Harp, Bells:Emma Nadeau
  • Violin:Jenavieve Varga
  • Cello:Leah Gibson
  • Tuba, Bass, Piano, Harp, Bells:Mark Daumen

Lyrics

As a color she'll rise

From the water

A golden light

Wanders with the birds

Where have you been?

What have you seen?

All the peace

When you come following

I'll tell you it's worth it all

Your voice sings red

Behind your golden eyelids

Are drawers of your hair

But no tears now that

Your cancer is fed

Your soul shielded

Your voice sings red

My twins were born

Far too early

Cut out and laid

In a bed of heat

Lead me from this dark house

With your gold fingers

Turn this wicked touching

Into a golden church

Please tell me it's worth it all

Your heart beats red

Behind your golden eyelids

Float with birds in your hair

No words

That your mouth left unread

My arms are your bed

Your heart beats red

You have such a good heart

For wandering

All the peace when I come following

You told me it was worth it all

My eyes see red

Behind your golden eyelids

Beyond the last words you said

I'll follow

All my flown away kids

Let your arms be our beds

My eyes see red