Bryn Loosley - "The Autumn of the Age" - Blood Year, October

Amongst the battlements at midnight
There walks a king in common clothes
And his nature is revealed like violence on vestal snows
His words confess him timid
Although his face professes rage
Through the gathering of darkness
In the autumn of the age

Catherine won't kiss Henry
Custom will not bow to power
And the lights of the age are eclipsed by the bodies of the hour
Wisdom cowers in the curtains
As indiscretion plays the sage
No one sees beyond the footlights
Here in the autumn of the age

I would stand by you when the arrows fly
I would stand by you and stay
But you say none remains
Who recalls the names
Of those who fought upon St. Crispin's Day.

In the encampment all is quiet
Now that bugle's taps are done
Not a sound to be heard from Agincourt to Washington
Where the lords are sleeping soundly
Upon the purses of the slaves
In the dark before the dawning
In the autumn of an age

I would stand by you where the arrows fall
If you spoke fire to me, I'd stay
But you say none remains
Who recalls the names
Of those who fought upon St. Crispin's Day.

Blood Year is a songwriting project for 2010 that will cover the calendar months in 12 songs. This is the song for October, called "The Autumn of the Age".

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