Day Chorus

Lyrics

Is not the day made to disperse their grief? Is not the day made to disperse their grief? Light covers the mourners as dirt covers the dead And brings them to themselves They have been tried, they have been tried This was a country of inaccessible mountains Of vineyards and pastures where they cultivated the land To the very edge of the river, and the river never flooded And was perennial What became of that woman who stared at us With ash smeared on her temple? The sun which filled her dark veil has divided her body among those who loved her Among those who loved her Among those who loved her underground The sun which saw her waiting till dark to eat Has put her in the dark and made her verminous And made her verminous The sun, the sun And as she dedicated her life to observance The sun, which enjoyed her ecstasy, made her black clothes green Like the neck of a starling We thought those young men had forgotten one another Had forgotten one another We thought those young men had forgotten one another But they have lifted that beam But they have lifted that beam Broken cement and sand slide into the hole From which a voice was heard As if an antlion, an antlion had caused them to give way To give way, to give way