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No instruments, just voice. It's short, and a little strange, but I just felt the need to express some of those pent-up feelings after a week of such tragedy.
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Lyrics
The keening sound of wind
Waters churned opaline
The hubris of mankind
To dangers deaf and blind
And hours turn to days
The streets are waterways
The cries of wretched pain
Unheard in summer rain
Pandora's box is ope
And thus is lost our hope
Waters churned opaline
The hubris of mankind
To dangers deaf and blind
And hours turn to days
The streets are waterways
The cries of wretched pain
Unheard in summer rain
Pandora's box is ope
And thus is lost our hope


























wittybrit
OK - I'm off my high hirse about the sad ones. This is touching and works well with the accapella. The simplicity really works!