كلمات We Can Almost Hear Them

Sons and daughters of the earth An endless list of names An endless list of lives That echo ‘neath the glass And cling to us They cling to us in shadows They cling to us in light As clouds and hills share secrets In a frayed summer sky If we listen closely we can almost hear them If we listen closely As chiseled stone into effigies All words are preserved Memories of yesterday evolved into dreams If we listen closely we can almost hear them If we listen closely, If we listen closely As the nightly breeze tickles the skin We succumb to the melodies Of ancient lullabies Bleeding through the stillness With the wind growing stronger Blowing at our backs Growing stronger, and stronger Piercing the skies Growing stronger and stronger Shattering the glass Growing stronger and stronger Piercing the night If you listen closely you can almost hear them