Onward Procession III. The Blue Hour
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Lyrics
Nothing rests, everything moves, everything vibrates Our wayward voices shall call once again One and all, none and all Return Of warp, and weft, we thin / A wake to mourning, a birth to evening Of breath bereft, and nothing left, we pass again / Awake to morning, an heir to even-ing
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:42
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 93 BPM