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The Rise

All the riders on the rise

Circlers from every side

All the riders on the rise

Circlers from every sideEyes up!

Light floods around

In a yellow shadow after night

Comes down

In a dull dumb swipe.

And all's whiteFire painting on the pines

And hawks above the timber-line

Water weeping from the iceFire painting on the pines

And hawks above the timber-line

Water weeping from the iceHeat is lost

Winter rocks into a lonely boxwood grove

And quiet snowfall

Smothers all of the lawns

Where the ladies coughed and cried,

["I don't want to be there when it's time!"]The dying stag is on his side

The hunters are hiding, up on high

The wind is beating through the briars

The wind is beating through the briarsThe dying stag is on his side

The hunters are hiding, up on high

The wind is beating through the briars

The wind is beating through the briarsWaves on the graves of the saints

Dull grey as the sea pushes land away

Dull ache when you wake

Grey smoke shows the way you walk

down by when it's timeI don't want to be there when it's time

To go down, down

I don't want to go down there alone

Down down

I don't want to go down there aloneDown down down down

Down down down down

Down down

Down down

Down down

Down down

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