[Lyric] Masque (Modern Nature)

[Verse 1]
Heatwave on the air
Forecast has a quiet prayer
Rivers on the rise
Hear the sounds of systems paralysed
Gospel read aloud
Beaten in the [?] crowd
Broken slowly bound
See them sway through endless reams of sound

[Chorus]
How sweet the sound it makes asleep
How sweet the sound it makes asleep

[Verse 2]
Stricken by an old church
Raptured by the verse
See them sway to rhythms of the old curse
[?]
Darkness from an old dream
Faces in the glass
Looking up, warming hands on burning flats
[Chorus]
How sweet the sound it makes asleep
How sweet the sound it makеs asleep

[Instrumental Outro]