The Church - June Lyrics

June arrives Rumoured days
Days of willing it to be

In the nest
Futures hatch
It's such a lovely thing to see

Oh my God
Like an angel moon
What fortune

Like a child
In a field
So it grows, so it yields

June is here
There is love
In the background constantly

From the west
Lights go out
It's such a lonely thing to see

Oh my Lord
Talk of devils soon
What fortune

Like the fruit
In a seed
So it grows
So it needs

Oh my soul
So like her cocoon
Long gone June

Her dark sides
Her bare fields
As she knows
As she feels