Exit by The Plague Monkeys Lyrics

My brothers and sisters
Circle 'round like standing stones
These columns mark my exit

Lines etched on their bodies
Mark the passages of time
Ancient scripture, first calendar
This is it, this is it

Thank them for the pity
Hidden in the heart of love
And thank them for the flowers

I tried to make sense of it
With my aesthetics of loss
But no words can penetrate
The blank tableau of fate

As the voices join togеther, say "I"
As I dance with my creator, say "I"
On thе day of all our fathers, say "I"
This is it, this is it
This is it, the history of me
This is it, the history of me