The Model Gospel Songtext
von Alto Arc

When the sky moves
And the sun casts its rays
The shadow of you wakes

When the sky moves
And the sun casts its rays
The shadow of you wakes

Under a sun (when the sky moves)
Out of season (and the sun casts its rays)
Awake from dreams plunging (the shadow of you wakes)
Mute cool horizons
And infinite arctic
Visions

I am here
I speak your name in whispers


Quiet death
Your cabal has raised its mast
Hurried our marriage in panic
They were tired of nursing us here
Our aching, needing
To pull through
This black granite
This cocoon of the sleeping world

And the sun casts its rays

We return
To the cement boulder (the shadow of you wakes)
To towering wells of humiliation (when the sky moves)
To those kept colonial judges (and the sun casts its rays)
Staring away toward spires for god (the shadow of you wakes)
Piercing the air

I am the sea for longing
Seer through the abstract
I am the pilgrim phantasm
Urging through the frost
I am the sea for longing
Seer through the abstract
I am the pilgrim phantasm


I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I am the model gospel (I am the model gospel)
I

Breaching canals
Drifting back
To heaven