All Is Sold

All is sold, all is lost, all is plundered

Death's wings flash black on our sight

All's gnawed bare with sore want and sick longing

So how are we graced with this light?By day there's the breath of wild cherry

In the city, from woods none espies

At night, new and strange constellations

Shine forth in the pale summer skyAnd these houses, this dirt, these mean ruins

Are touched by the miracle too

It is close, the desire, the despaired of

All longed for but none ever knewBy day there's the breath of wild cherry

In the city, from woods none espies

At night, new and strange constellations

Shine forth in the pale summer sky

Shine forth in the pale summer sky