| Song | The Kiss - Original |
| Artist | Matt Alber |
| Album | Constant Crows |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Love rising from the mists, | |
| Promise me this and only this, | |
| Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
| Sweet communion of a kiss | |
| Sun sifting through the grey | |
| Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
| Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
| How to give my heart away | |
| Once a crystal choir | |
| Appeared while I was sleeping | |
| And called my name | |
| And when they came down nearer | |
| Saying, "Dying is done," | |
| Then a new song was sung | |
| Until somewhere we breathed as one | |
| And still I hear their whisper | |
| Stars bursting in the sky | |
| Hear the sad nova's dying cry | |
| Shimmering memory, come and hold me | |
| While you show me how to fly | |
| Sun sifting through the grey | |
| Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
| Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
| How to give my heart away | |
| Lately sparkling hosts | |
| Come fill my dreams, descending | |
| On fiery beams | |
| I've seen 'em come clear down | |
| Where our poor bodies lay, | |
| Soothe us gently and say, | |
| "Gonna wipe all your teas away." | |
| And still I hear their whisper… | |
| Love, rising from the mists | |
| Promise me this and only this, | |
| Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
| Sweet communion of a kiss |
| Love rising from the mists, | |
| Promise me this and only this, | |
| Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
| Sweet communion of a kiss | |
| Sun sifting through the grey | |
| Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
| Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
| How to give my heart away | |
| Once a crystal choir | |
| Appeared while I was sleeping | |
| And called my name | |
| And when they came down nearer | |
| Saying, " Dying is done," | |
| Then a new song was sung | |
| Until somewhere we breathed as one | |
| And still I hear their whisper | |
| Stars bursting in the sky | |
| Hear the sad nova' s dying cry | |
| Shimmering memory, come and hold me | |
| While you show me how to fly | |
| Sun sifting through the grey | |
| Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
| Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
| How to give my heart away | |
| Lately sparkling hosts | |
| Come fill my dreams, descending | |
| On fiery beams | |
| I' ve seen ' em come clear down | |
| Where our poor bodies lay, | |
| Soothe us gently and say, | |
| " Gonna wipe all your teas away." | |
| And still I hear their whisper | |
| Love, rising from the mists | |
| Promise me this and only this, | |
| Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
| Sweet communion of a kiss |
| Love rising from the mists, | |
| Promise me this and only this, | |
| Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
| Sweet communion of a kiss | |
| Sun sifting through the grey | |
| Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
| Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
| How to give my heart away | |
| Once a crystal choir | |
| Appeared while I was sleeping | |
| And called my name | |
| And when they came down nearer | |
| Saying, " Dying is done," | |
| Then a new song was sung | |
| Until somewhere we breathed as one | |
| And still I hear their whisper | |
| Stars bursting in the sky | |
| Hear the sad nova' s dying cry | |
| Shimmering memory, come and hold me | |
| While you show me how to fly | |
| Sun sifting through the grey | |
| Enter in, reach me with a ray | |
| Silently swooping down, just to show me | |
| How to give my heart away | |
| Lately sparkling hosts | |
| Come fill my dreams, descending | |
| On fiery beams | |
| I' ve seen ' em come clear down | |
| Where our poor bodies lay, | |
| Soothe us gently and say, | |
| " Gonna wipe all your teas away." | |
| And still I hear their whisper | |
| Love, rising from the mists | |
| Promise me this and only this, | |
| Holy breath touching me, like a wind song | |
| Sweet communion of a kiss |