Lyrics
Angels and dust
They rise. They rise.
Poets and suns.
They shine. They shine.
Oh, sing to me sweet albatross
And bring to me your golden voice.
And comfort me in times of loss.
Memory and time.
Collide. Collide.
Oh, sing to me sweet albatross
And bring to me your golden voice.
And comfort me in times of loss.
Oh, rosy cross
And your fiery prose.
Your golden lines shine on.
Planets and stars.
They turn. They turn.