Nepenthe

Kilbey/Kearns/Sheehy

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Lyrics (unofficial)

[rev. Aug. 13, 2023]

In the shallows of a cup
Or the great golden goblet you drank to despair
Or the raging seas upon the coast of Italy
And the shores and the wars and the whores you found there

In the travels of the crane
In the vast open deserts and swamps in the air
Instant freeze upon the grape of Sicily
And the shores and the wars and the homes you found there

The worm in the flesh
In the heart of an apple
The wound in the mind
In the tops of the trees
The saint in the fields
Who casts away our days

In the nowhere, in the nowhere of her smile
On the triumphant cheers and the jeers of a crowd anywhere
In the cooling breeze that blew across Galilee
And the priests and beasts and feasts you found there

Half a song never sung
Half a bell never rung

The worm in the flesh
In the heart of an apple
The wound in the mind
In the tops of the trees
The saint in the fields
Who casts away our days