will echo

Lyrics

The glory is fallen out of the sky
The last immortal leaf is dead
The last immortal leaf is dead and the gold year
A formal spasm in the dust
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
Therefore we also blandly into receptive earth
O let us descend take shimmering wind
These fragile splendours from us crumple them hide
Them in they breath drive them into nothingness
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
No lingering, no backward-wondering
No lingering, no
Be unto us oh soul, but, but straight
Glad feet fear ruining and glory
Glad feet fear ruining and glory girded faces
Lead us into the serious steep darkness
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things
This is the passing of all shining things