In the twilight
Of this divine and dark night
Over the tundra
That always populates my ever-awake soul

A lament is heard as a prelude to the dead hours
Hours that pass with the agony of a slow death
Silence returns to dress me in gold, my saint
The memory of my grandmothers returns to make me strong in the wait
The records that taught me to adore music return
My father returned after twenty years
Oh, if you would return

If you would return, I would dress you in gold, my saint
I would silence things so you could hear my desperate song
If you would return, I would dress you in gold, my saint
I would silence things so you could hear my desperate song

If you would return, I would dress you in gold, my saint
I would silence things so you could hear my desperate song
If you would return, I would dress you in gold, my saint
Let the world stop so you can hear my desperate song

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