Red Sun No. 5

Owen Pallett

Compositor: Owen Pallett

I have been living through days
Carrying no burden
But the shit of cattle
And my resignation

Until the sun grows crimson
Crept across my limbs and
And I saw they were other
And them decay in the sun

And from my ginger chest
Came the sound of thunder
I am not a father
I am not a farmer

I tremble to speak of it
Held her in my arms and
Pressed her to my heart and
Pressed my hands o'er her lips

I know the words of his love
I will be his bearer
With him and my heart I'll mend it
In my heart
Completion
And I call her of the night