Spiraling nights in the void
Weathered coat and a dagger
If I dream back my youth I can still hear you sing
A voice that will die on a mountainAnd I fear that I've stayed here just a little too longI had to go where you couldn't follow
In my weariness
I still hear you singing in my mindAnd all the fortunes they took away
The shifting earth beneath us
The clouds at our feet
The was made a jewel
When at night it did sleep
Nothing to observeCast in a trench of fire
I see the sky is a ceiling
And when my heart dies down
I am long gone on the fields of summer's green
Away from fall and famine
I am in every season
The one you have always known
Life did not reward you
So find your way to the river and let go
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