From the Album: The Sounding (1986)
Through broken halls, cracks in the tile,
well with the words that rang through these rooms.
This falling house with boards on the shutters,
was built for the bride as a gift from the groom.
In the Howling-wise
How the sighs resound
Through this heartless ground
Though this broken ground
This aging man still walks in the garden,
his head in his hands that memory's marked.
The life in this ground is gone but the man is still
sowing these seeds from dawn until dark.
In the Howling-wise
How the sighs resound
Through this heartless ground
Though this broken ground
Through broken ground the house has been falling
He reaps his rage from a coppice of cares.
He harvests this home that harbors his trial,
Threshing the thorns that his bitterness bears.
In the Howling-wise
How the sighs resound
Through this heartless ground
Though this broken ground
Thanks to saintseiya23 for adding these lyrics