Текст песни Requiem - Solarstone with Clare Stagg
                                                Silence 
                                                killed 
                                                    a 
                                                mockingbird,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                no 
                                                one 
                                                left 
                                                to 
                                                hear,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                not 
                                                one 
                                                eye 
                                                set 
                                                on 
                                                her.
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                ceases 
                                                to 
                                                sing
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    a 
                                                tree 
                                                falls 
                                                and 
                                                no 
                                                one's 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hear 
                                                it,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Does 
                                                it 
                                                truly 
                                                make 
                                                    a 
                                                sound?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Won't 
                                                you 
                                                cup 
                                                your 
                                                hands 
                                                beneath 
                                                it?
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                she 
                                                tumbles 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                ground,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sing 
                                                    a 
                                                requiem.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feathers 
                                                floating 
                                                on 
                                                downstream,
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                screaming 
                                                rush 
                                                of 
                                                tide.
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                silence 
                                                killed 
                                                    a 
                                                mockingbird,
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                no 
                                                body 
                                                left 
                                                to 
                                                hide.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                miss 
                                                her 
                                                warble 
                                                now,
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                gentle 
                                                lifting 
                                                swell,
 
                                    
                                
                                                No, 
                                                she 
                                                only 
                                                sings 
                                                her 
                                                requiem,
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                silence 
                                                that 
                                                she 
                                                dwells,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sing 
                                                    a 
                                                requiem.
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                heart 
                                                cries 
                                                for 
                                                her 
                                                colours,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                those 
                                                dark 
                                                all-seeing 
                                                eyes,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                silence 
                                                killed 
                                                    a 
                                                mockingbird,
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                no 
                                                morning 
                                                surprise.
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                clouds 
                                                gather 
                                                confused,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                she 
                                                never 
                                                writes 
                                                the 
                                                signs,
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                'planes 
                                                go 
                                                on 
                                                unfazed,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                burn 
                                                the 
                                                sky 
                                                with 
                                                their 
                                                lines.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sing 
                                                    a 
                                                requiem.
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Pure
2 Jewel
3 Shake the Demons
4 Voyager
5 Where Do We Go from Here
6 Fireisland
7 Requiem
8 Falcons
9 Please
10 The Spell
11 Lovers
12 Presence of the Past
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