Vigil at Cold Sunrise - Studio-Quality AI Music Generator by Tangra AI

[Verse] The frost settles grey on the winter wheat Iron feels brittle beneath your chest I count the pulse where the veins all meet Lay your heavy skull down to rest The light is a pale and a thin-drawn wire Cutting the sky into jagged halves We are the ash of a dying fire The quietest of the forest calves [Verse] The dew is a weight on your cotton sleeve I grip the palm that is losing grip It is a bitter and a holy eve Watching the ghost of a spirit slip The crows are gathering on the gate They do not speak and they do not fly They only sit in the dark and wait Under the lid of a copper sky [Chorus] I will be the one who stands I take the burden from your skin I am the cliff and the steady hands Where the ending must begin The soil is open and the air is wide I will keep the watch alone With the turning of the tide And the carving of the stone [Verse] You go where the maps have no more ink Past the fences and the broken stiles To the very edge of the final brink Across the stretch of the lonely miles The metal cools as the blood goes slow A hollow bell in the morning mist There is no wind left here to blow Only the mark where the sun has kissed [Verse] I gave my word to the fading eye To be the shadow that does not fade I do not ask for a reason why For the bargain that the earth has made Your fingers loosen like falling grain The gold is draining from the stalk I am the witness to the pain The only one who remains to walk [Pre-Chorus] The horizon is a silver blade Carving out what we used to hold Every debt is finally paid In the shivering and the cold [Chorus] I will be the one who stands I take the burden from your skin I am the cliff and the steady hands Where the ending must begin The soil is open and the air is wide I will keep the watch alone With the turning of the tide And the carving of the stone

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