Dancing in the still of winter The May Queen prays for sun Writes upon her dead horse carousel A diary of sorrows And it seems a stranglehold on her yesterday Is slipping away The allure of all that shimmers on Sparks a tinder's dying flames
Her bated breath obscures the view Through windows to a garden Being tended to by sparrows Perched upon the wither
Pleading with rain gods To come wash her sins away She thought she'd never make it back again This storm is dying And if you find that songbird in your heart Seems strangely silent The sum of all you'll ever be Means all was never in your hands It was never in your hands
There's a tattered man with a guitar in his hand That gently weeps from his dying soul Drifters pay no mind and pass by Like shadows of the crows Missionary, sanctuary Testifies with borrowed words Singing haunting melodies But no one's listening anymore
This crow knows when to fly away From places nothing ever grows In his dreams awaits a lady Of the sparrows
Losing your way home The quicksand it pulls you under You thought you'd never make it back again Here you stand to wonder
And if you find that songbird in your heart Seems strangely silent The sum of all you'll ever be Was never in your hands
Tell me why must you bring what I can't bear What I can't hold, what I can't carry? Why should I bow before a man With his blood on my hands? We are what we are, what we always were What we will always be Beyond what we hold in our hands Is just endless surrender
As I close my eyes I fade away I hear voices say, remnants of yesterday, all fades away When the darkness comes, in the light of day And it's always near, wish I could wish it away, I fade away As I lay me down, I fade away How we learn to trust, how we learn trust betrays, I fade away As I open my eyes I look away How we learn in love sometimes our love can stray, blue turns to gray As I close my eyes I can hear the rain All the things they say, heavy your words can weigh, I fade away
And how soon we forget the blessed lives we're given And how late we regret the lies we're living
The sins of those before you Winds of change, the wrath of another Waves of you in still waters In your hand, sometimes never And if you find that songbird in your heart Alive with rapture The sum of all of your years All was never in your hands Never in your hands my friend It was never ever in your handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.