The Kingdom Lyrics - Hunting My Dress - Jesca Hoop

All of the falling on the ground 

Holder in ground 

I lay down a shrine and I 

Come with the autumn to tear it down 

Orange and brown and I lay a soft 

Down for all the waiting old 

And thine brethren 

Bathing bones and brine separate 

Your light from mine 

Multiply 

Under the spell of full November moon 

Light on the broom, frost in my room 

In through a window came a ghost I knew 

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She paid me a visit while I was in my bed 

Sleepy, she said, "sleep as though dead 

For in the morning you are called" 

Is what she said to 

The high desert all is raging 

You must go to the battlefield 

And follow the cry of men rampaging 

And gather the ones that won't heal 

Down through a cloud of smoke to the promise land 

Many are dead, river runs red 

For my god and for my king is what he said 

Oh I came down to my knees 

With my lips to his ear 

My hand to his chest 

His wounded breast 

For my god and for my king 

I will not rest 

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But in the high desert 

You are dying 

For your god and his ghost and the son 

Do not hold to the earth, on which you are lying 

For the kingdom can never be won 

All of the falling on the ground 

Holder in ground 

I lay down a shrine and I 

Come with the autumn to tear it down 

Orange and brown and I lay a soft 

Down for all the waiting old 

And thine brethren 

Bathing bones and brine separate 

Your light from mine 

Let go of the earth