There is a picture in my blood
That will be forever broken
Like the stars once were a mirror
That was held up to your beauty
And all the clocks are burning
Burning with a certain fire
Melting away our days
Like flowers made out of ice
Vaporous maps outline themselves
Like the blurred folds of the aurora borealis
On the horizon of my mind
It waves, it flickers like a flame
This is the fifth and this is the fire
This is the circle of the black sun’s burning mire
This is the beauty of Cardan’s suspension
In the lighthouse, in the lighthouse, in the lighthouse
Excellent medieval folk, IGR, & those with ears to hear. I love the sense of mysticism and deep, introspective ponder this album conveys, & the honest down-to-earth folky lyrics. Simply wonderful yet soulfully rich. Highlights for me are tracks 2, 5, 6, & 12. IGR truly capture what I feel is an authentic sense of a medieval bard at a woodland rill pondering the mysteries of life. Highly recommended. 8.5+/10. Alrihkh
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