Foma — Hannah, It's Finished! lyrics

Lyrics

How calmly does the branch
Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair
Sometime while light obscures the tree
The zenith of its life will be
Gone past forever, and from thence
A second history will commence
A chronicle no longer gold
A bargaining with mist and mould
And finally the broken stem
The plummeting to earth; and then
An intercourse not well designed
For beings of a golden kind
Whose native green must arch above
The Earth’s obscene, corrupting love
And still the ripe fruit and the branch Observe the sky begin to blanch
Without a cry, without a prayer
With no betrayal of despair
O courage, could you not, as well
Select a second place to dwell
Not only in that golden tree
But in the frightened heart of me?