Текст Mount Eerie – World Heaves

I look to the North in the end of light
Late November scrutinized
Island in the dusk, a hidden life
Watching ways where years go by

And the sound of the air rushing out
Of a vast throat roars uncertainty
To the sky
Seeing in the dark remembered mind
In the void, a thing grows and collapses white
Form after form, born at night
The world of water heaves inside us