Mount Moriah - Swannanoa lyrics

Writing novellas, beloved Swannanoa Say the words just chose ya Daughter of a doctor But you can't fix this part of The plot that you gave up When we were children Nothing yet determined We were empty chapters Maps not filled in No fears or tethers A pair of young wayfarers You made it all seem clearer You're not a coward, either Delicate rebel Brilliant and feral Show me every vowel Black Mountain basements Keep you from doorsteps Address the unrest When we were children Nothing yet determined We were empty chapters Maps not filled in No key is a ___ for us aging archivists I made sense of the madness With a broken compa** Will another let it bring us light? Is there only fiction in the fall? Will another let it bring us light? Is there only fiction in the fall? Will another let it bring us light? Is there only fiction in the fall? Will another let it bring us light? Is there only fiction in the fall?