Severance — Dead Can Dance

Severance... the birds of leaving call to us yet here we stand endowed with the fear of flight

Overland... the winds of change consume the land while we remain in the shadow of summers now past

When all the leaves have fallen and turned to dust will we remain entrenched within our ways?

Indifference... the plague what moves throughout this land Omen signs in the shapes of things to come.

Tomorrow's child is the only child tomorrow's child is the only child