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The Kingdom Lyrics
Follow the falling
On the ground
All on the ground
I lay down a shrine
And I come with you
To tear it down
Orange and brown
And I lay a swift down for her
Waiting all and
My brethren
Waiting bones
And Crime separate
Your light from the
Lime of the water fight
Under the spare
Follow the November moon
Light on the broom
Frost in my bedroom
In through the window came a ghost I knew
She paid me a visit while I was in my bed
"Sleepy" she said
Sleep as though death
And in the morning when you are cold
My ideas are raging
You must go to the battle field
And follow the crowd and the rampaging
And carve out the ones that aren't here
Down through a cloud of smoke to the promised land
Many are dead
River runs red
For my God, for my king, is what he said
Oh my kingdom
To my knees
My lips to his head
My hand to his chest
His wound depressed
To my God for my king, I will not rest
But in my heart
My ideas
You are dying
For my God and his ghost
And the sun
Hold to the earth to which you are lying
Hold to the kingdom come
Follow the falling
On the ground
All on the ground
I lay down a shrine
And I come with you
To tear it down
Orange and brown
And I lay a swift down for her
Waiting all and
My brethren
Waiting bones
And Crime separate
Your light from the
Lime of the water fight
On the ground
All on the ground
I lay down a shrine
And I come with you
To tear it down
Orange and brown
And I lay a swift down for her
Waiting all and
My brethren
Waiting bones
And Crime separate
Your light from the
Lime of the water fight
Follow the November moon
Light on the broom
Frost in my bedroom
In through the window came a ghost I knew
She paid me a visit while I was in my bed
"Sleepy" she said
Sleep as though death
And in the morning when you are cold
My ideas are raging
You must go to the battle field
And follow the crowd and the rampaging
And carve out the ones that aren't here
Many are dead
River runs red
For my God, for my king, is what he said
Oh my kingdom
To my knees
My lips to his head
My hand to his chest
His wound depressed
To my God for my king, I will not rest
But in my heart
My ideas
You are dying
For my God and his ghost
And the sun
Hold to the earth to which you are lying
Hold to the kingdom come
On the ground
All on the ground
I lay down a shrine
And I come with you
To tear it down
Orange and brown
And I lay a swift down for her
Waiting all and
My brethren
Waiting bones
And Crime separate
Your light from the
Lime of the water fight
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These are the correct lyrics, everyone!
All of the falling on the ground Holder in ground, I lay down a shrine And I come with the autumn to tear it down Orange and brown and I lay a soft
Down for all the waiting old And dying brethren Bathing bones and brine separate Your light from mine multiply
Under the spell of full November moon Light on the broom, frost in my room In through a window came a ghost I knew
She paid me a visit while I was in my bed Sleepy, she said, "Sleep as though dead For in the morning you are called" Is what she said
To the high desert, war is raging You must go to the battlefield And follow the cry of men rampaging And gather the ones that won't heal
Down through a cloud of smoke to the promised land Many are dead, river runs red For my god and for my king is what he said
Oh, I came down to my knees With my lips to his ear, my hand to his chest His wounded breast For my god and for my king, I will not rest
But in the high desert, you are dying For your God and his ghost and the son Do not hold to the earth on which you are lying For the kingdom can never be won
All of the falling on the ground Holder in ground, I lay down a shrine And I come with the autumn to tear it down Orange and brown and I lay a soft
Down for all the waiting old and dying brethren Bathing bones and brine separate Your light from mine Let go of the earth
I saw a behind the scenes on the music video about what this song means, and she says it's about the battle for the kingdom of earth, between heaven and hell.(or something like that?) The music video is gorgeous, I think. She's such a free bird, and her music is glorious, epic ballad songs. Her voice has a hint of Irish/English to it even though she hails from California. She currently resides in Manchester so perhaps that has some influence. There is not one song of hers that is similiar to the other. Her tastes and her style are eclectic, and she herself says she finds it difficult to stick with one voice as she is constantly free ranging her talents. If left to her own devices, we'd have another Bjork on our hands. One thing is true, there is nothing out there that I have heard like her. I hope she keeps with her true artist creativity for a long time to come.
Thanks for posting the true lyrics.
Thanks for posting the true lyrics.
I figured that was the meaning of the song, but I also liked interpreting it as the changing of seasons. You have the autumn where everything is getting weary, aging and dying. The narrator would be like a Jack Frost and comes into the scene to gather the dried out leaves and worn beings. "The kingdom can never be won," nothing can last forever and no one has the power of evading death (not even Voldemort!).
I figured that was the meaning of the song, but I also liked interpreting it as the changing of seasons. You have the autumn where everything is getting weary, aging and dying. The narrator would be like a Jack Frost and comes into the scene to gather the dried out leaves and worn beings. "The kingdom can never be won," nothing can last forever and no one has the power of evading death (not even Voldemort!).
I think these are the correct lyrics:
All of the fallen on the ground Hollarin ground I lay down a shrine and I Come with the autumn To tear it down Orange and brown And I lay a soft down For all are waiting All in line Brethren bathin' Bones in brine Separate your light from lime Our mortal bind
Under the spell of full November moon Light on the broom Frost in my room In through the window Came a ghost I knew She paid me a visit while I was in my bed Sleepy she said Sleep as though dead For in the morning you are called Is what she said To the high desert War is raging You must go to the battlefield And follow the cry of men rampaging And gather the ones that won't heal
Down through a cloud of smoke to the promised land Many are dead River runs red "For my god and for my king" is what he said I came to my knees with my lips to his ear My hand to his chest His wounded breast For my god and for my king I will not rest
But in the high desert You are dying For your god and his ghost and the son Do not hold to the earth on which you are lying For the kingdom can never be won
All of the fallen under ground Hollarin ground I lay down a shrine and i Come with the autumn to Tear it down Orange and brown And I lay a soft down For all are waiting All in line Brethren bathing bones in brine Separate your light from lime Let go of the earth