Songs Ohia Farewell Transmission
The whole place is dark
Every light on this side of the town
Suddenly it all went down
Now we’ll all be brothers of the fossil fire of the sun
Now we will all be sisters of the fossil blood of the
moon
Someone must have set us up
Now they’ll be working in the cold grey rock, in the
hot mill steam… in the concrete
In the sirens and the silences now all the great set up
hearts - all at once start to beat
After tonight if you don’t want us to be a secret out
of the past
I will resurrect it, I’ll have a good go at it
I’ll streak his blood across my beak and dust my
feathers with his ashes
I can feel his ghost breathing down my back
I will try and know whatever I try, I will be gone but
not forever
The real truth about it is no one gets it right
The real truth about it is we’re all supposed to try
There ain’t no end to the sands I’ve been trying to
cross
The real truth about it is my kind of life’s no better
off
If I’ve got the maps or if I’m lost
The real truth about it is there ain’t no end to the
desert I’ll cross
I’ve really known that all along
Mama here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall
Long dark blues
Will o the wisp
The big star is falling
Through the static and distance
A farewell transmission
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