Phosphorescent - My Dove, My Lamb
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- Опубликовано: 7 ноя 2010
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I remember evenings when my dad would sing
Hiding in the hallways, I am listening
Keeping still my body until it's borne aloft
Her hair is soft her breath is soft and her name is soft
And gather me completely in her sighing hands
My dove my dove my lamb
Born with ocean thunder underneath our veins
Lonelier than cows left standing in the rain
Holy when our weight into the waves is tossed
Though ships get lost and fish get lost and names get lost
She will wait to greet me where it meets dry land
My dove my dove my lamb
So. Careful of that language some words are stones
They'll lead you out from town and leave you all alone
Past the mirrored diamond mares that run all night
Where camp town ladies sing that song aw come aw wry
But lo they sing it sweetly so I'll understand
My dove my dove my lamb
Though my sight be near and my way be long
Though the light I chase be disappeared by dawn
I have seen her standing on the roofs at night
I have seen her silver figure bathed and bright
And I have seen her sleeping in the cold white sand
My dove my dove my lamb
So even in these cities where shes haunting me
Even when my weariness is wanting me
Even when my wickednesses want to breathe
Even in these dirty clubs counting 1-2-3
I will keep a singing til I no more can
My dove my dove my lamb
And later if I'm better I'll be born again
I'll pull my newborn body from the thorns and limbs
Finding with my fingers where they've torn the page
From some ancient book all gold and worn from age
And writ upon it neatly though in trembling hand
My dove my dove my lamb
Then later in the evening I hear trumpets ring
I stretch out in the dark and I am listening
Studying the sadness in your perfect limbs
Move them under mine until they learn to blend
And I will keep repeating til they understand
My dove my dove my lamb 
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My boyfriend died yesterday, I was going to fly from my hometown to the UK tomorrow, we were moving in together. My heart aches, so much, I never thought such pain would be possible. This was one of songs we loved the most and we used to play it all the time. I hope he can still listen to this song in heaven. I hope we can still listen to this song at the same time, even being phisycally appart. I love you Jon!
Marisa, I'm sorry you lost your Jon in the physical sense. I'm sure he is listening with you and will always be close. True love transcends all. ♡
Your share makes this song even more beautiful. I feel ya, girl ❤️
I hope you're hanging in there. Love from NC.
I think this is the most romantic love song I've ever heard. I'm a songwriter, and I wish I could write something this beautiful for my dove. I don't know if she'd like for this to be "our song," but in my mind it is. "Her hair is soft and her breath is soft and her name is soft." Yes.
I love how loose their songs are without ever sounding sloppy. There is room to breathe between the notes and phrases.
Another truly beautiful songs from him
This song and indeed this band takes me to another place, I love the medieval theme of the picture and can just feel the cold and picture makes me feel I am there in another time and magical place amongst all that beautiful snow, and The music and the whole atmosphere just gives me chills . . . .Beautiful . . .: )
Great and beautiful song...reminds me of a sleepy smokey southern bar room that won't be around when my son is old enough to have a drink.
This is the 7th time I have listened to this song in the past hour and a half. I can safely say that I have found a new love. Unbelievable.
Yup! Totally get you.
John 15:1-17
1 I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.
2 Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth mote fruit.
3 Now ye are clean through the word which I have spoken unto you.
4 Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me.
5 I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.
6 If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.
7 If ye abide in me, and my words abide in me, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you.
8 Herein is my Father glorified, that ye bear much fruit; so shall ye be my disciples.
9 As the Father loved me, so have I loved you: continue ye in my love.
10 If ye keep my commandments, ye shall abide in my love; even as I have kept my Father’s commandments, and abide in his love.
11 These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.
12 This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.
13 Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
14 Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.
15 Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.
16 Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you, and ordained you, that ye should go and bring forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain: that whatsoever ye shall ask of the Father in my name, he may give it you.
17 These things I command you, that ye love one another.
18 If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you.
19 If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.
20 Remember the word that I said unto you, The servant is not greater than his lord. If they have persecuted me, they will also persecute you; if they have kept my saying, they will keep yours also.
Oh half a life well contrived inside the many sepia colored walls of this pastoral kingdom
There the fallen angels rise to embrace the kind morning star fleeing the earth in the last of night
It is out there my heart goes to wing, past wooden cross, under a summer’s pale full moon
I stand alone on our shore, as the first sea birds wing to sand
I hear a tune of the meadow larks song; I witness the spirits dancing there as children…
This is SO beautiful!
what a lovely song..thank you..
That´s a good song.. Great music..!!!
love it - always a pleasure to discover captivating music.
such a beautiful and powerful song...
This is fantastic
Soo Profound
Graphics are touching
Thank you J Tillman for turning me on to this!
His voice reminds me a little to NMH 💓
I love you GREG !
That picture is fucking awesome sounds like awesome
kinda reminds me of old bright eyes :')
Except he doesn't bang underage groupies.
I don't kn ow what the fk im doing here but! I love this band, ajua !!! brtothert keep singing your lazy lungs oput,, man were loving it out here4.. AAAjuaaaaaaaa! L
not bad.
he said hour and a half :P
Sounds like Will Oldham. Not that that's a bad thing.
Usain,please..
Where’s the picture from?..
The picture is from the music video for their song "A picture of our torn up praise" - one of my favs :)
Kat Alyse thanks! ❤️
doooveeeeee eeeeeeeee