Lyrics Falling Up – Streams Of Woe At Acheron
Text:
Turn away I’ll pull the fangs out
Spinning room it’s getting dark
This is the green lift, this is the archer
You never say that
This is the green lift, this is the archer
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
Turn away the Islet spiders
Gloaming pulse, the Siletzs stole
This is the green lift, this is the archer
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
This is the green lift, this is the archer
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
And on towards the fortress…
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
Turn away the Islet spiders
Gloaming pulse, the Siletzs stole
This is the green lift, this is the archer
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
This is the green lift, this is the archer
This starry night, the blue of seas
Are lifted off the ground
So poised and still, the figures hold
That I will not be found
And on towards the fortress…
Album
Falling Up – Falling Up - Fangs!
Falling Up – Swimming Towards Propellers
Falling Up – The Chilling Alpine Adventure
Falling Up – The Sidewinder Flux
Falling Up – Goddess Of The Dayspring, Am I
Falling Up – The Moon And Sixpence
Falling Up – Panic And Geo–Primaries
Falling Up – The King’s Garden
Falling Up – Golden Arrows
Falling Up – Magician Reversed
Falling Up – Streams Of Woe At Acheron
Falling Up – Lotus And The Langourous
Falling Up – The Colour Eoptian