Lyrics Bounding - Ice Choir

Bounding

Wound agape the blade
Sear’ed heart
Bound for…
Wilted melody, rusted prose
Darkening the mind, my beast through snow
Now, trapped at last
On and on, through endless vast
New scenery swells
Tides of discontent
Guide my arc of flight
Bend the compass arm
And steer me clear of harm (ony)
You, my fading song
Tatter’ed cloth
Hang on
Needled cliffs will turn
To fields of felt;
A quilted earth
From cell to cell
New bitter desires
Told my guilt
«Be still awhile»
Vice, cold in the vein
Whispering backwards in the rain
Elysian and false
So guide my arc of flight
Bend the compass arm
And steer me clear of harm (ony)
I want your love
Or isolate control
A fractured shape
Some silhouetted goal…
…I'm bounding back my love
Guide my arc of flight
Bend the compass arm
And steer me clear of harm (ony)