Joy's Desire from Fields Burning by Fields Burning

Under cathedral tower's spire
The joy of my waiting
Joy, my desire

Up from the bridges of despair
A song of devotion climbs the air

Waking, and through my windowpane
A voice full of sadness cries out in vain
Wrapped in the sorrowful sublime
Respite in the time spent standing in the shadow

Of a mountainside
Joy's desire
Stand there broken-hearted

I raised high the blade
But God stayed my hand
In a vision in the desert
In my heart's holy land

I return there again
When in death's lonely throes
To the ground of my beseeching
Where the red flower grows

Oh world without end
As I walk valleys through
With a sorrow everlasting
And a mountain in view

Under cathedral tower's spire
The joy of my waiting's song rising higher

And higher, and hoping love may be
More than a blinding shadow cast forever

By a mountainside
Joy's desires
And their broken-hearted

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