《Woven Birds》歌词

[00:00:05] Burns Convertino

[00:00:06] The plaza in the village

[00:00:10] Where mission bells used to ring

[00:00:15] Is now crumbled to a pile of stench and ruin

[00:00:26] Even the swallows have vanished

[00:00:30] No longer return every spring

[00:00:35] All the blossoms are buried

[00:00:40] 'neath the waste

[00:00:46] Out of the shadows grow hatred

[00:00:50] Along the corrider crawls fear

[00:00:55] Crushed by the promise of hope

[00:00:59] That never returned

[00:01:05] Watched with a hawk's trained eye

[00:01:10] The trees grow silent fruit

[00:01:20] 'neath a suffering sky

[00:01:29] Those who have stayed keep a flame

[00:01:35] In memory of the fallen

[00:01:40] And pass on the old rites despite the risk

[00:01:52] But many more have left here

[00:02:00] On mended broken wings

[00:02:06] Turn to see your reaction

[00:02:11] A tear drop fills your eye

[00:02:16] But you protest not to give up or give in

[00:02:26] Heading straight for the wreckage

[00:02:30] Picking up a shovel and a h*e

[00:02:36] Start putting back the bricks one by one

[00:02:46] Numbers come out of the woodwork

[00:02:51] Curious to see the rebirth

[00:02:55] Above the swollen clouds

[00:03:00] A strange sound fills the air

[00:03:11] A silence never heard

[00:03:20] Falling like blessed rain

[00:03:27] And the swallows return

[00:03:31] As the mission bells ring