Testo di 'Echoes' di The Dignity Of Labour

I can see you dancing
In the pillow fields in your grief
Stealing rays of an autumn sun like a thief
Stricken by disease, but not by fear
How suddenly November winds
Would carry you away from here
I can feel you fading
As the winter makes its claim
Too innocent to justify or lay blame
And you were chosen as your fate,
But not by worth
So many kind reflections
That you made upon this earth

And I remember your tiny hands on my face
Make-believes and whispers smothered in grace
Now the memories are silent without a refrain
But the essence of your world will not echo in vain

I can hear you laughing
In the pointed face of death
With the ebbing of your strength
And shallowed breath
And if I just close my eyes I see
A pale shadow of me
Looked into a mirror at my own mortality

And I remember as I stood at your side
The times when my emotions
Were swallowed by pride
Now the memories are silent without a refrain
But the essence of your world
Will not echo in vain

There was a calm storm in your eyes
As your fingers around me curled
Not an atom of surprise
When your spirit left this world
Under the clouded veil of night,
A snowflake hit the ground
And you passed into Heaven's light
Without a sound