Chorale - Owen Pallett

Out from the heavens

One of the Seven

Comes to collect me

While I am sleeping

Holy enemy

Leave me, leave me be

I’d be leaving too much behind me

Unfinished and unripened

He is a creature of song

In his hands is a model of the Kingdom of Heaven

But he comes from another world

A world I could not, could never believe in

Leads me to the ocean

Clasps my hand

Shades me from the sunlight

We lay down in the sand

Oh surrender

I cannot surrender

I can see it but I cannot feel it

I can say it but I won’t believe it

He is a creature of song

In his hands is a model of the Kingdom of Heaven

But he comes from another world

A world I could not, could never believe in