The Church

The Church - June lyrics

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June arrives, rumoured days

Days of willing it to be

In the nest futures hatch

It's such a lovely thing to see



Oh my God

Like an angel wound

What fortune

Like a child in a field

So it goes, so it yields



June is here

Then it's not

In the background constantly



From the west

Lights go out

It's such a lonely thing to see



Oh my Lord

Talk of devil's food

What fortune



Lock the fruit

In a seed

So it grows

So it needs



Oh my soul

Soul like her cocoon

Long gone June



Her dark sides

Her bed feels

As she knows, as she feels
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