Such a dark cold way and it enters through your breathing everyday. What a dark old way to stay the same. As it enters through your breathing, close your eyes and feel them turn it grey.
Some tales say morrow knows. I know not why they say so. Some go where sorrow goes. I know not where they do go. . One comes with winter's wind. To tell a tale of mourning.
A thousand tears, tears in my eyes. Tears from my heart, from down deep inside. For now you are to fly, to fly far away. Fly to heaven's land, to where the angels stay.
Take me where the sweet water flows. Take me where the winds of spring blow. . As swaying as tide, bitter and sweet combined. I close my eyes.... Nothing to fear, there is no evil near.
Lost in the twilight, we sail for the moon. And stars light our way, upon the horizon. . Crazed by the stars, so eager to stray. If we should come there tonight, say would they stay.
Let me walk a while down gallows alley. Mesmerized, alone, behold a sader me. I am the voices lost, I am the voices passed. I am the king down gallows alley.
Leaving with twilight though I was chosen. To wander the way in the darkest of nights. Oh in the summer sun how soon I came to stray. A true damnation when I turned away.
A place so scarlet in a well, tide is creeping up so tell. Stories of her golden time, night coming and the stars. Listen to her voice again, sister sinister will say.
And the darkness calms my mind. I see the ravens fly, born of time, demon eye. . So the rain becomes again. A master sorrows friends, a better end my sorcerer friend.
Do you know what you fear of the ravens dark. Do you know what they hide, hide within their hearts. Can you see the sorrow within their eyes. Can you hear their cries, when the fiddle dies....
Shadows, shadows and fever. No one hears him cry so he turns to evil. Only now, only now does he know. . Pains, always those pains. Once he turns that way he will do it again.
Should we come to sail for the mellow and grey. Would it bring us comfort say, just a rainy day away. I've got a little something on my mind. A little line of evening rhyme, a boogie bubble refrain again.
Wish I could split the night in two. I wish I could what I would do to you. . Wish I could hold the nights apart. Oh, to you I'd give the sun, my heart.
Shadows dance, in the moonlight. A chanting dance, in the dark night. A chanting hum, to summon the wind. To summon her, and the spell she brings. . "Come now", the wind calls.
Comes the morning with scarlet and black for you maybe. Past the sun hides the one with fires anew. Soon to be gone, morning comes more for me lately.
Where is the color of my evening deep red. Lost in the middle of the morning rays, he said. Heading for the heart of a different sun. Hopeful and high and set to get one, now she's gone.
A morning breeze through my window. Some sun rays gone strange. There is one on my pillow. Waiting for someone to wake. Waiting for someone to break. .
We hide inside the night tonight. And we know that for a while. They will come and hide here to. . We see inside their eyes their doom. They will go away soon.