Vesper for the Unburied
版本 A
歌词
[Verse 1] Memory hair turns gold beneath the ward light A midnight rally gathers by the bed Your empty chair keeps watch beside me Future goodbyes arrive before they are said [Chorus] Stay in the seam of the silence Stay where the absent can breathe I carry the shape of your leaving You carry the pulse under me [Verse 2] His coat still holds the weather of his shoulders A widow speaks into the sleeping room The urn-box keeps a small voice ticking And every blank embrace makes space for bloom [Outro] The candles lean toward morning The room relearns my name
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版本 B
歌词
[Intro - whispered, fragmented] No body, no border, no final thread The dead arrive wearing tomorrow instead [Verse 1] Gold grows from the hair of the memory animal It drinks the names we buried in the wall At midnight the deathbed becomes a parliament And every pulse votes for the impossible [Pre-Chorus] Your chair is a moon with an empty center My hands cross over and find no skin The future sends back a counterfeit farewell The wound opens outward; the choir walks in [Chorus] Sew me to the afterlife, needle of thunder Turn every absence into a door We are not ghosts, we are unfinished weather We are the grief that learns to roar [Bridge - spoken over metallic fragments] The walkie-talkie inside the urn-box answers Not with a voice, but with a room The widow unbuttons the dark The bereaved kiss the mouth of bloom [Verse 2] Empty-seat candles form a crooked constellation Coats become rivers, chairs become bones The dead rehearse rebirth in broken meters While the living inherit impossible homes [Final Chorus] Sew me to the afterlife, louder, stranger Let tape-warped bells split the sky If absence is a body without a shadow Then hold me where the no-bodies fly [Outro - abrupt silence] No goodbye. Only return.
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