lyrics
The rivers flows to sea,
the waves carried by wind.
A Whisper catches the sail, God-sent.
Mother Nature takes hold,
leaving her home evermore.
The child bearer will be carried to shore.
Father I, father I feel torn, torn in two.
The girl and her father, ride in haste,
The misty mountain top reflects still in the lake.
Like a forgotten fledgling, yearns the sky,
Trampled down by Merrymen, who never learned to fly.
The kettle of vultures near,
The weakest cower in fear.
We, the false shepherds, lead our flock astray.
The lambs we lead to slaughter never see the light of day.
High upon the alter, we offer this beast.
The children will go hungry so the god’s shall have their feast.
Unable to resist the taste
Of forbidden fruit turns to waste.
Approaching the water’s edge,
Her face reflected there submerged.
A knife she takes and cuts off her hair,
As much as she dares.
I find you here at last,
With him no less.
Bane of our past,
you just think of yourself.
I waited here for years,
A lifetime ago.
She journeyed here,
How could I know?
Long ago, just after your birth,
Your father and I made a family of four.
Your brother so young, loved this new baby girl,
You slept in your cradles to the sounds of the shore.
The sun rose high and warm in the sky,
We awoke to a silence we hadn’t felt before.
Running to the room where our babies had slept,
Your brother lay silent, we held him tight and wept.
I never knew,
My nightmares all came true.
Oh our darling never knew,
We tried to hide it from you.
But here we stand at last,
A family of outcasts,
Rejoined for all our past.
credits
from
The Island,
released February 29, 2020
Julian Kirk - Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
Brad McGinty - Bass, Backing Vocals
Jake Aubrey - Drums
Amy Seargent - Mixing and Engineer
Pete Maher - Mastering
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