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Now the Winter

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[Intro, Solo Lead Guitar, Modal and Searching, No Percussion Yet] [Verse 1, Twin Guitars Enter in Close Harmony, Rhythm Section Building Underneath] I walk the frozen fields, unraveling I stalk the chosen roads, still traveling The stolen grain forgets its mortal calling The broken gate forgets the path of falling I pleaded with the heavens, dense with sparrows I needed one answer, sharp as arrows I let the golden wheat forget its reason I've grown beholden to my daughter's season [Chorus, Full Band, First Pass, Disbelief Still Fresh] NOW THE WINTER Every field lies sleeping, unanswering Every root lies weeping, unwavering The whole earth's turning cold, my gathering NOW THE WINTER Grief left yearning, bare, and shivering [Verse 2, Heavier, One Guitar Line Beginning to Thin] I cursed the furious throne's cold silence I cursed the serious pact of violence I turned the wounded harvest from devotion I drowned the hounded world in one dark notion Let mortals go on starving, temples hollow Let every field lie carved and bare to follow I prayed my love, betrayed, could move the heavens I've learned that rage is grief's own bitter leaven [Chorus, Same Words, Now Carrying Rage Instead of Shock] NOW THE WINTER Every field lies sleeping, unanswering Every root lies weeping, unwavering The whole earth's turning cold, my gathering NOW THE WINTER Grief left yearning, bare, and shivering [Bridge, Hushed, Only One Guitar Remaining, Voice Almost Breaking] "Where do they keep you, in what kind of dark" "Do you still know my voice" I would unmake the sky to hear you answer I would starve the world twice over to keep you warm [Instrumental, Twin Guitars Attempt to Rejoin, One Line Falls Silent Before They Fully Align] [Final Chorus, One Word Moves] ONLY THE WINTER Every field lies sleeping, unanswering Every root lies weeping, unwavering The whole earth's turning cold, my gathering ONLY THE WINTER Grief left yearning, bare, and shivering [Outro, Guitar Fades to a Single Sustained Note, No Percussion] (barely audible) I don't know if spring remembers me