Oxen - Never

Never before
Has the moon been born so quiet
So gentle
So still
So still
The loot of the evening
Shrouded in silence
Calls to the blue fields
With a whisper in the trees
I have never seen
The sky so silent
So gentle, so deep
The moon is an iris, a pale bead of light
And wrapped inside its glow, the antkwari
Bye bye bye bye bye
River shining in white
I feel the silence on my life
Every shadow, every light pulls me deeper through the night
Here, my dear, a cocky's field
Sleeps beneath the stars
A silent cemetery
With roses in the dark
Daisies in the moonlight, whispers in the air
But i read this really walked here like an orphan unaware
And i did die in songs like a swan upon the lake
A dying voice soul
How a dream spread its wings
From sky to sky
From star to star
Blue sails of dreaming
Floating in the dark
Never before has the moon been born so quiet
Never before has the night been so gentle
I am a king
I am a warrior and
I die singing
The closer death comes, the brighter roses grow
The dying swan keeps singing as the waters overflow
And the path to death is nothing but a rose
A story of courage only the soul knows
My life will save
My life will remain
Through the ages, through the silence, through the rain
Never before has the moon been born so quiet
Never before
Has the night been so gentle
So gentle so
My shadow, I face your coming death
And still, I sing.
Of the evening shrouded in silence, calls to the blue fields with a whisper in the trees
I have never seen the sky so silent, so gentle, so deep
The moon is an iris, a pale bead of light
And the rock inside is
Bye bye bye bye bye.
So gentle
I see the river shining white
I feel