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Every breath he took stirred wings and motes to life,
Called the cornfields to hush, the blades to channel into the sky,
And all the seeds blew up and spun like prayers through the night.

Nesting by arcing suns and broken stones,
He’ll shape a home for you far from the maps and trails
Where you fought tooth and nail to get to know
That you would settle here and that your traveller’s heart would echo low.

Bound to the world.

Through all the hints and spurs, the finishing of words,
Your language forged through time
And through all you’ve learnt; the balancing, the love to make a life
From a meeting of roads to your vows in white gold.

Bound to the world.

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from Setting Fire to Sleepy Towns EP, released May 31, 2013

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The Sleeping Years London, UK

The Sleeping Years is the solo project for Dale Grundle, formerly of the Catchers.
‘We’re becoming Islands One by One’, showcases Dale’s exquisitely crafted, highly personal songs, influenced by the language and culture of Northern Ireland.

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