Rites of passage

(Meindert Inderwisch)

More barren still my blood runs on
My listless heart that beats
Its course around my dying sun

I come to you and speak my lines
You break them with a sigh
Too weak and small to cry


Rites of passage show no goal to me
So relentless
No place of rest nor thrones to sit upon
I’m so defenseless

I’m judged by those that do not know
They stumble through my streams
And stop my silver flow

And when I drink from pools of light
I’m always herded on
Into the darkness of the night


Vocals: Frederike Inderwisch
Bass guitar: Kees den Hoed
Drums: Han Wouters
Guitar: Chris Peeters
Keyboards: Ad Moelands

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