Haul the apple carts Up from silbury hill Higher until heaven revealed On the addled dawn, respond To great authority Singing, "Hallelujah, hallelujah" Love does reign
In the kingdom of the broken heart The blackbird sings And the moon, it laughs As war begins, dance
Now burn the apple carts Burn them until the great fire begins To glow in the sky There beneath the stones, recharge From great austerity Raining down from above Distant is love Our disdain
In the kingdom of the broken heart A blackbird sings And the sun, it laughs As war begins, dance
Pull the apple carts High up on the hill Set the cores alight A sea of glass is real Pass the barley out Into prevailing winds Where it lands and grows The blackbird will sing
