Monks

by Ryan Sloan

Genre: Folk/Acoustic

Lyrics

Passing stones, and men, down on their knees.
Collecting bones, and shake, fruit from their trees’…
I went down,
I had a hunch…
I saw the city, in a silhouette, of dust…

The setting sun, falls, behind the sea.
If your eyes are closed, watch your step.
There’s a cliff, leads to a road.
Strap on your shoes, and make, the journey…
The journey, home…

The day, the day is burning.
Behind a wall, under it all…
In your eyes, I cast a shadow…
Of what, used to be…
The day is burning, beneath the fog,
Lies a yearning…
That belongs, to us…

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