Letra de The Silent Chorus

This is the time for all but sunset
And this is the time to hang our sorrow amid cedar trees
This is the time for dreams procession
And this is the time to gather at tables aloud with memory
Of our lost play and childish pageantry
This is the time for lost abandon
And this is the time for stupid whores and drunken malady
For earning keep through joyless drudgery
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