The Bridegroom-Dawn Fung

[00:09.35]Can you see the sun rising up [00:11.55]over the moon. [00:13.03]With her smile in her hair, [00:14.44]black and shining as the stars. [00:16.04]In the sky falling down [00:17.23]like a fireball inside. [00:18.93]Of my eyes burning brightly [00:20.36]with sparkles in the night. [00:22.02]Turning red, turning white, [00:23.41]turning over to the side. [00:25.20]Feeling sick, curling up, [00:26.56]mesmerised as if some things [00:28.40]did collide, in the sky... [00:36.15]Can you hear the life on the ground [00:38.44]where you stood. [00:39.48]Turning the green turn to brown, [00:40.86]and the withered thing is proudly [00:42.69]Now dust and its sin [00:44.07]was to not believe a thing [00:45.79]In the word prophesied [00:47.18]for this time to die and till [00:49.04]Gold is pavement for feet [00:50.36]once the broken world is crumbling [00:52.08]To bits and our memories [00:53.64]subside into sounds in the sky... [00:58.33]Can you see the rain lacerating [01:00.98]off the lines [01:01.93]On the road, where you lie deep [01:03.82]inside the ground of broken [01:04.91]Debris, oversize sliced [01:06.56]and shaking in the wind [01:08.02]Rising up, like a tide surging [01:09.86]through the iron wires [01:11.29]Thrown aside, from the skyscrapers [01:12.50]torn to pieces when [01:14.46]The messiah, on his horse came [01:15.84]with fire in his eyes [01:18.47]to collect you, his bride... [01:32.21]Can you hear the time rolling up [01:34.48]its hands to three [01:35.57]In the hour, of the night [01:37.00]where the painted cloud has turned [01:38.75]Into brush drying up, black [01:40.45]and gold dust into drink [01:41.73]Sucking small galaxies, [01:43.27]into puddles toasting wine [01:44.98]Bread and dine for a feast, [01:46.47]at the wedding of the bride [01:48.07]And the groom, burning hair, long [01:49.65]and tender as his kiss warm as life... [01:56.01]