Third of May / Ōdaigahara

Light ended the night, but the song remained
 And I was hiding by the stair, half here, half there, past the lashing rain
 And as the sky would petal white, old innocent lies came to mind
 As we stood, congregated at the firing line
 Night ended the fight, but the song remained
 And so I headed to the wall, turned tail to call to the new domain
 As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free, but it's all the same
 Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
 Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves
 Was I too slow?
 Did you change overnight?
 Second son on the other line
 Now, back in our town as a castaway
 I'm reminded of the time it all fell in line on the third of May
 As if it were designed, painted in sand to be washed away
 Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
 Aren't we made to be crowded together like leaves?
 Was I too slow?
 Did I change overnight?
 Second son, for the second time
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 Can I be light and free?
 If I lead you through the fury, will you call to me?
 And is all that I might owe you carved on ivory?
 But all will fade, all I say, all I needed
 As a flash in the eye, I wouldn't deny
 All receded
 Life unfolds in pools of gold
 I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
 To be held within one's self is deathlike, oh, I know
 But all will be, for mine and me, as we make it
 And the size of the fray, can't take it away, they won't make it
 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh
 And I was a fool
 Crime after crime to confess to
 But I hold the fleet angel, she'll bless you
 Hold fast to the wing
 Hold fast to the wing
 
 Light ended the night, but the song remained
 And I was hiding by the stair, half here, half there, past the lashing rain
 And as the sky would petal white, old innocent lies came to mind
 As we stood, congregated at the firing line
 Night ended the fight, but the song remained
 And so I headed to the wall, turned tail to call to the new domain
 As if in the sight of sea, you're suddenly free, but it's all the same
 Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
 Aren't we made to be crowded together, like leaves
 Was I too slow?
 Did you change overnight?
 Second son on the other line
 Now, back in our town as a castaway
 I'm reminded of the time it all fell in line on the third of May
 As if it were designed, painted in sand to be washed away
 Oh, but I can hear you, loud in the center
 Aren't we made to be crowded together like leaves?
 Was I too slow?
 Did I change overnight?
 Second son, for the second time
 ♪
 Can I be light and free?
 If I lead you through the fury, will you call to me?
 And is all that I might owe you carved on ivory?
 But all will fade, all I say, all I needed
 As a flash in the eye, I wouldn't deny
 All receded
 Life unfolds in pools of gold
 I am only owed this shape if I make a line to hold
 To be held within one's self is deathlike, oh, I know
 But all will be, for mine and me, as we make it
 And the size of the fray, can't take it away, they won't make it
 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
 Ooh, ooh
 And I was a fool
 Crime after crime to confess to
 But I hold the fleet angel, she'll bless you
 Hold fast to the wing
 Hold fast to the wing