Текст песни The Sound - Dr. Dog

The embers of memories, of the flame, that is past
The way that the drapes cling to the clasps
Of the essence of all, that rises and falls is the sound.

The melody still lingers long after the song
The way that the ground picks clean the bone
Of the essence of all, above and below ground is the sound

Well I used to think that life was just an accident
Happened once and then broke, never, ever to happen again
Like a dream or a trance, until I heard the sound
Until I heard the sound.

The embers of memories, of the flame, that is past
The way that the drink cling to the cask
Of the essence of all that collapses or crawls is the sound

I used to think that life was just an accident
Happened once and then broke, never, ever to happen again
Like a dream or a trance, until I heard the sound

Well I used to think that life was just an accident
Happened once and then broke, never, ever to happen again
Like a dream or a trance, until I heard the sound
Until I heard the sound