Let the Towers Fall Lyrics

	作曲 : Stone Breath, Timothy
	The sunlight moves the deep shadows across the grove
	The sun doth fall behind the trees and turns the leaves
	And so they touch like praying hands
	Listen and you can understand that wood could spread
	across the land were it not for the hand of man
	A choice was made before your birth to curse the Earth
	and you can follow all your days, or turn away and
	walk into the Holy Wood, where it is wholly understood,
	the True Cross and the Holy Rood are growing true
	and right and good. Mercy, I cry city, upon my mind!
	All dead and grey, fall away, and come the day when
	trees spring from your broken ground, and push
	the cold steel towers down, and cracking concrete
	is the sound as the forest reclaims the town!

	zuo qu : Stone Breath, Timothy
	The sunlight moves the deep shadows across the grove
	The sun doth fall behind the trees and turns the leaves
	And so they touch like praying hands
	Listen and you can understand that wood could spread
	across the land were it not for the hand of man
	A choice was made before your birth to curse the Earth
	and you can follow all your days, or turn away and
	walk into the Holy Wood, where it is wholly understood,
	the True Cross and the Holy Rood are growing true
	and right and good. Mercy, I cry city, upon my mind!
	All dead and grey, fall away, and come the day when
	trees spring from your broken ground, and push
	the cold steel towers down, and cracking concrete
	is the sound as the forest reclaims the town!

	zuò qǔ : Stone Breath, Timothy
	The sunlight moves the deep shadows across the grove
	The sun doth fall behind the trees and turns the leaves
	And so they touch like praying hands
	Listen and you can understand that wood could spread
	across the land were it not for the hand of man
	A choice was made before your birth to curse the Earth
	and you can follow all your days, or turn away and
	walk into the Holy Wood, where it is wholly understood,
	the True Cross and the Holy Rood are growing true
	and right and good. Mercy, I cry city, upon my mind!
	All dead and grey, fall away, and come the day when
	trees spring from your broken ground, and push
	the cold steel towers down, and cracking concrete
	is the sound as the forest reclaims the town!

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