The Rites of Spring Swallowed by the AEther: 04 Swallowed by the AEther

recorded Sunday, October 23, 2022, 9:43 PM

voice & acoustic guitar Sarah Asher

Fare-thee-well fairytale, stories like the dust. Mounting skyward, vanished with the dawn. Now the leaves are changing, falling from the trees. How these empty spaces, used to hold everything.

Ashes of roses, traces of passion, Swallowed by the Aether as though they never happened.

See my footprints in the forest, See my portrait on the wall. …frozen in the fall

Ashes of roses, traces of passion, Swallowed by the Aether as though they never happened.

Green water swallows all, Overfill my cup. Nothing is enough.

Ashes of roses, traces of passion, Swallowed by the Aether as though they never happened.