Musicians Wrestle Everywhere Lyrics & Chords By Elliott Carter

The people are the heroes now. Behemoth pulls the peasant’s plow. When we look up, the fields are white with harvest in the morning light and mountain ranges one by one ...read more

Chorus: Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna, in die illa tremenda: Quando coeli movendi sunt et terra: Dum veneris judicare saeculum per ignem. Soprano and Chorus: Tremens...read more

When I paid off the taxi I had no money left And, of course, no luggage My empty hands shall signify this passion Which itself remembers O Daughter of Zion When you lay upon my...read more

Boys: Domine Jesu Christe, Rex gloriae, libera animas omnium fidelium defunctorum de poenis inferni, et de profundo lacu: libera eas de ore leonis, ne absorbeat eas tartarus, ne...read more

My father's house was razed In nineteen forty-eight When the Israelis passed Over our street. The house was built of stone With a courtyard inside Where, on a hot day, one ...read more