I have your face in a photo in high school when you were alive but that's all I have And I can't remember who I was myself then and it doesn't help still I looked to you as a friend to tell me
who we are now, who we are who we are now, who we are where does time go now on a wake for young souls tell me who we are now, who we are where does time go now on a wake for young souls Like a lullaby we sing
Well the wind that blows its blowing colder and the child that grows she's growing older And the friends we know they'll turn a shoulder the friends we know they are growing colder
Where's my soul
Cycle of the moon brings blood to the woman In the blood of the woman brings birth of a child Child grow up Keep forgetting something Birth of a child comes someplace while you Even grey days beat the shade to wean Unbodied unsouled unheard unseen Let the gift be grown in the time to call our own Let the truth be sewn before the windows closing Truth is natural like a wind that blows Follow the direction no matter where it goes So it shall be the earth and the sea Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me
If I've been cold, if I've spoken in anger, to have been bold, forgive me You I don't see your mother not like before, though she hasn't forgotten she doesn't like to be reminded anymore. Annie got married it didn't come with out tears like the day you died I have laughter for these years
Other things we know are going to fall away from me like a grain of sand slips through a good friends handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
