Cicada

Cicada - Temples

Lyrics by：Thomas Walmsley/Adam Smith/James Bagshaw

Produced by：Sean Ono Lennon

Floating high upon a string

A universe inside a wind

A cacophony

An orchestra in flight

Ring the sound we long to hear

Rising through the atmosphere

Listen well and hear their call tonight

You hear them shout

You hear them shout

I hear them every night

They echo into sight

They sound the symphony

A song so deafening

They circle far and wide

And in your mind define

Beneath the hollow sun

Cicada has begun

I hear them every night

They echo into sight

They sound the symphony

A song so deafening

They circle far and wide

And in your mind define

Beneath the hollow sun

Cicada has begun

Year on year beneath the ground

Now's the time to make your sound

Ancient bells to ring forevermore

From the muse a gift of light

Sing the music of the night

A euphony as sweet as cellar door

I hear them every night

They echo into sight

They sound the symphony

A song so deafening

They circle far and wide

And in your mind define

Beneath the hollow sun

Cicada has begun

I hear them every night

They echo into sight

They sound the symphony

A song so deafening

They circle far and wide

And in your mind define

Beneath the hollow sun

Cicada has begun

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