Текст песни: In the Nervous Light of Sunday + перевод

Whispers invoke the artists of this tragically seemless, ill fated tapestry

Blistered fingers are tending their loom

She collects the strands to braid into life

Logging the weft of an ageless, woven infinity, countless raw fibers are

clawing the frame

A woman’s work is never done, but the final stitch has got to come

And so three witches contend to slice the very last thread

(that you curse, curse constantly)

But nothing’s immortal, and comfort is not guaranteed-

A yearling who bears our sincere passions is chosen, frozen and quivering

Like a thread in the wake of a blade

So we compromise, so we sacrifice

Compromise nothing, but that which secures a comfortable life, risk as the

indication of a healing sacrifice

Destroy the altar whose boundaries tides will never exceed, ignite the pyres

underneath a sedated mythology

Five decades his lifetime, and his life’s work is just fading scratches in stone

She tends the numerals, counting fingers, counting her toes

Keeping track of the time racing, years wasting

(dance to the sound of his weight bearing back breaking)

Infinite ages the length of this quilt’s making

And we dance, we dance in the stronghold…

That you curse, curse constantly, of the needle’s sheen

Do you feel this thin strand resting in a pinch?

That’s the thread that you curse, curse constantly

An eternal patch on a quilt that hangs from a wall in a throw frought with our

decay…

From six states away, five years of guilt postmarked four days before my escape

All I ever asked was for a clean break

In the first nervous light of the day

Collecting the novels whose scribes sought to keep me contained

My dad’s favorite novel on top of the pile, in the self conscious first light

shake the memory of his smile, igniting these volumes, igniting these volumes

I’m warmed by the flames

Alter the deafening earthen tones…

In the nervous light, I dance in the nervous light and I’m warmed by the flames

Dance to the sound of his weight bearing back fucking breaking

Alter the pitch of his weight bearing back breaking, dictate the pitch of his

weight bearing back breaking

Alter the tone of your weight bearing back breaking, we can mend all the seams

that were torn during our backs slowly breaking

In the nervous light…

In the nervous light of sunday

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