The Bell Jar Descends

from Attendre et Espérer by The Duke of Norfolk

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lyrics

Warm summer, a soft story lay beneath my head
of two devils; the serpent and tree, the garden and me
one hero; a rider in white, the comfort and the sight
three heralds; Elijah will come and stand by their side

oh father, with pain he bequest the riches he possessed
three scions of this peerage have come; the daughter and the sons

Oh my soul, I’m scared of all but what I know
and everything I don’t is bourgeoning
But you were told look to the prophet from the east
and the prophet by degrees escapes from me

Long shadows cast in the night, a dimming source of light
See, I’m haunted by strivings and strife, eternity and damned impermanence

Oh my soul, I’m scared of all but what I know
and everything I don’t is bourgeoning
But you were told look to the prophet from the east
and the prophet by degrees escapes from me
Soon you go. is life just only what you know?
Its evanescent hold, a scalpel deep
Oh my god, I'd cut my eyes open to see
Is everything I need at point of reach?

three heralds regarded as one; the daughter and the sons