Текст песни Aspen - Fyrce Muons

We listened
The lot of us on our backs silent
Staring at the sky black as ice to glowing moon
Not one word was even spoken although all our eyes were open
Not even the fire could be heard
Tubes pulsating orange heat silent under the cloak of the only sound
The soft chorus of the shimmering aspen hiss
A breathing silver sheet of beckoning snapping leaves
Like those roadside balls that bounced off of one another until you got close and saw the real trick
The heavens filled with a million fiery furnaces that for all their majesty could only offer us haunting twinkle
The landscape hidden from view
The shadows crisp
Only the sound of the aspen
The haunting noise of mortality
Singing the song of eternity

See the moon
See it in my life
Come and change
This wound was easy prey
Hear the wind
The shadows of intent
See the trees
The stars become my bed
See the moon
See me in the end
In my cold sleep

Only bind simple reason reached
Only in the cold dreaming
In my cold dream
Chaste bind severed
Freeze her out the sunny skies of Rome
Reason in my cold dream