Corpus Callosum
Hymnal
'Til the rise of the dayWhen out I can climb to find the sunIn her sky who puts her veil upon meAnd the heat of the dirt Is the alms that I keepWhile the coins they collectIn the depth of a bedThat's the breadth of a graveWhere I'll be swallowed by sleep'Til the rise of the day
From Letras Mania