The Age of Miracles

Swallows wheel from sun-bleached eaves
 Trucks glow on peripheries
 Light the lamps, the empty house is falling
 Turning corners into light
 Turning corners into light
 Light the lamps, the empty house is falling
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 Always, tonight, I'm coming home
 I have no other dream
 Mother of pearl on windowpanes
 The grey light of the sea
 Always, tonight, I'm coming home
 The Pleiades and the Lyre
 Over the cranes, the harbour lanes
 The world will end in fire
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 Lately I've been living like I'm so far away
 Like I'm somebody else
 In some other place
 Now the year is turning and the eeriness comes
 To the boughs of the elms
 To the places I love
 
 When the wind was singing
 And the chalk path singing
 And the white horse singing
 And the ridgeway singing:
 Nataraja
 Nataraja
 Ananda tandavum
 I am born
 In the age of miracles, well all that you hear
 Is the sound of the wind
 The wind in the fields
 (Drinking in days and days of summer light)
 Wake up in the night time with the silence so close
 Hear the same loving ghost
 (The same loving ghost)
 That you heard as a boy
 (Days and days of summer light)
 Lately I've been living like I'm so far away
 Like I'm somebody else
 In some other place
 Now the year is turning and the eeriness comes
 To the boughs of the elms
 To the faces I love
 Headlights move on tree-lined roads
 Nativity plays
 The dance of our days
 The dance of our days
 The dance of our days