Lyrics O Sleeper - The Oh Hellos
While
the
weary
nations
weep
Awakening
me
from
a
dream
I
see
the
moonlight
steal
across
my
sheets
My
love
is
lying
fast
asleep
Chasing
its
beams
She
stirs,
and
then
she
turns
her
back
to
me
The
clouds
overhead
open
up
For
the
wicked
and
just
all
the
same
And
lay
low
the
hills,
so
to
fill
Every
valley
below
to
the
brim
But
like
the
sun
that
turns
the
sky
Illuminating
all,
in
time
The
tables
in
the
temple
will
be
turned
on
their
side
And
just
as
it
scorches
up
the
dunes
Beneath
the
height
of
noon
The
pillars
of
the
empire
will
be
burned,
in
kind
And
by
the
holy
rock
I
stand
As
blessed
as
the
sacred
ram
I
see
the
trail
of
shoulders
I've
climbed
over,
but
By
god,
I'll
bloody
up
my
hands
With
everything
I
am
To
cut
away
the
mountains
I've
made
And
fill
the
dales
below
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