Fallen Leaves Lyrics

[Verse 1: Miracle of Sound]
To emerge and to breathe anew
For a purpose so far from my own
And this world I've awoken to
Seems familiar but somehow unknown
And the branches of gold on the skyline
Reach out to the sweep of the stars
The beginnings and endings of lifetimes
A guidance of light from afar

[Chorus: Miracle of Sound]
Down, down come the leaves, do you believe? Words of the gilded and gold
Down, drenched by the rain, seared by the flame, branches shall loosen their hold
Guidеd by grace ever lеd
These weary feet still tread
Over the fallen leaves
Do you believe, do you believe now?
Fallen leaves
Wake up and breathe, do you believe now?
[Verse 2: Miracle of Sound]
Once rejected, the lowest caste
Now they bid us return to their grace
To forget the unfeeling past
To accept this undying embrace
And this light now bestowed on the lowly
Cannot reach the dark corners of old
Cruel rule of the highborn and holy
Lies in smoldering ash in the cold

[Chorus: Miracle of Sound]
Down, down come the leaves, do you believe? Words of the gilded and gold
Down, drenched by the rain, seared by the flame, branches shall loosen their hold
Guided by grace ever led
These weary feet still tread Over the fallen leaves
Do you believe, do you believe now?
Fallen leaves
Wake up and breathe, do you believe now?

[Bridge: Miracle of Sound]
Was it all that you wanted and more?
Was it all you imagined before?

[Verse 3: Vaatividya & Miracle of Sound]
Smashed into splinters, shards they will fall
Tears of the timber, blanketing all
Branches forlorn shed golden leaves
Order and form in the patterns they weave
Taste of the tears, stitches and scars
Spinning the spheres, we severed the stars
Touched the primordial entropy lost
The carnal, corporeal, suffer the cost
Ghosts in the deep watch over her shades
Awakened from sleep to falter and fade
Rot in the roots and sleep in the womb
A beautiful blue paints the rays of the moon
[Chorus: Miracle of Sound]
Down, down come the leaves, do you believe? Words of the gilded and gold
Down, drenched by the rain, seared by the flame, branches shall loosen their hold
Guided by grace ever led
These weary feet still tread
Over the fallen leaves
Do you believe, do you believe now?
Fallen leaves
Wake up and breathe, do you believe now?
Fallen leaves
Do you believe, do you believe now?
Fallen leaves
Wake up and breathe, do you believe now?

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