The Church - June

June arrives Rumoured days Days of willing it to be In the nest Futures hatch It's such a lovely thing to see Oh my God Like an angel moon What fortune Like a child In a field So it grows, so it yields June is here There is love In the background constantly From the west Lights go out It's such a lonely thing to see Oh my Lord Talk of devils soon What fortune Like the fruit In a seed So it grows So it needs Oh my soul So like her cocoon Long gone June Her dark sides Her bare fields As she knows As she feels