Desolation Sounds – Gallows

At the edge of the water. At the foot of the hills
Fogs claws at the mountain. And the passing ships
If desolation were a sound, I’ve heard it

Trample the tall grass. Let distance darken my skin
Swim in grey oceans. That end where they begin
If desolation were a sound, I’ve heard it

There’s hope in desolation
It’s a familiar sound
There’s hope in desolation

Black boots on the pavement. Under the midnight sun
Older than imagination. Savage as can be
If desolation were a sound, I’ve heard it

There’s hope in desolation
It’s a familiar sound
There’s hope in desolation

There’s mercy after all
There’s mercy after all

There’s hope in desolation
It’s a familiar sound
There’s hope in desolation
It’s a familiar sound
There’s hope in desolation
It’s a familiar sound
There’s hope in desolation