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Sinead O'Brien - Multitudes (Official Audio)

Multitudes, out now: https://sinead-obrien.ffm.to/multitudes Taken from Sinead O’Brien’s debut album ‘Time Bend and Break The Bower’ out June 10th. Pre-order now: https://sinead-obrien.ffm.to/timebend... Follow Sinead O’Brien:   / _sineadobrien_     / _sineadobrien_     / sineadobrienpoetry   https://open.spotify.com/artist/0Nron... Music written by Sinead O’Brien, Julian Hanson & Oscar Robertson Violin by Clementine Brown Produced by Dan Carey Engineered by Alexis Smith Mixed by Dan Carey Mastered by Kevin Tuffy Label: Chess Club LYRICS If I must look on every blessed thing And sing the praises Praise the honest thing A babe before angel wings And let the rain come down in showers The way the blessed things give meaning to the hours Then I must be a singer set me free let me sing Let me make a song for all the things I look upon Praise the ladies all in waiting Waiting for a knelling bell to toll all things still There is a perfect stalking prey with hawking patience Praise an honest thing A babe before angel wings Praise the honest thing Annihilation on my tail Time stretch and bend the bower In ridicules the clocks remain Promise not to stretch the hours Time bend and break the bower Praise the vision who returns in multitudes Blinded by indecision Bleach the books and let the tools go to ruin Praise the body precious Fearful beauty looks into the lowliness of submission Burnt and bleached by desert suns Praise the vision who returns In multitudes comes and comes Praise the vision Annihilation on my tail Time stretch and bend the bower In ridicules the clocks remain Promise not to stretch the hours Time bend and break the bower When I see in eyes a glitter Hints of futures The mystery of unknown shores And unnamed waters Walk with me and show me all that the cliffs contain If I must look on everything I must sing before the language shifts again Rushing on the race of changing meridians The tides the blessed tides of our names are coming in Annihilation on my tail Time stretch and bend the bower In ridicules the clocks remain Promise not to stretch the hours Annihilation on my tail Time stretch and bend the bower In ridicules the clocks remain Promise not to stretch the hours Time bend and break the bower Praise the vision who returns in multitudes Blinded by indecision Bleach the books and let the tools go to ruin Praise the body precious Fearful beauty looks into the lowliness of submission Burnt and bleached by desert suns Praise the vision who returns In multitudes comes and comes Praise the vision Annihilation on my tail Time stretch and bend the bower In ridicules the clocks remain Promise not to stretch the hours Time bend and break the bower