We've updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

In Season and Out of Season

from A Month of Sundays by Epignosis

/

lyrics

In the season of the newborn day,
Chase the sweetest of your dreams away.
When the evening’s drawing toward an end,
Do not fear the hands of dying men.

Silent
Season
Leaves the impression
That all has been lost
Witness
Wonders
Ashes to ashes
And ashes to breath
Dearest
Dreamlike
Ageless redeemer
And you evermore

In the end your eyes will witness shadows
Go forth, knowing they are there because of the light.

credits

from A Month of Sundays, released April 28, 2019

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Epignosis Raeford, North Carolina

contact / help

Contact Epignosis

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like Epignosis, you may also like: