Upcoming Concerts for Acaciawood
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brigid Burt
Songwriter
Lyrics
Drift by my door, cover up the sun
That ever-fixed mark
It vanishes when you're around, you're around
All is bathed in red, now
All I know is this
Tuck my dreams away, how
Lovely your eclipse
Just for once, can we
Forget about the changing tides
Let all things be now in the shadow of
the new moonrise, new moonrise
Faintest hint of gold, I
Feel you slip away
There are threads that pull us
To a distant day
Drawn to orbit,
I would melt these waxy wings
But soon enough,
I'd weep over these lifeless things, lifeless things
Icarus descending
Just before the burn
You're another lesson
I'd like to unlearn
Written by: Brigid Burt