Misty Valley

Blind illusions, no revolution

stuck in a season of grief

desperations of lifes frustrations

down to misty valley we sail

...you better hold on

What makes you happy makes me cold

cos I'm aware of my home

conversations and expectations

down to misty valley we sail

...you better hold on

Are you happy now and does a warm breeze rock your soul

Feel it coming

I hear him calling the cold breeze eating my bones

Death-destination has no explanation

down to misty valley we sail

...you better hold on

Pass the sound of wispers

Dream away

got to dream away

got to make my head breath

I can't sit here and moan

got to grab my strings of hope

try to make them shine

I'm sick and I'm tired

I've found myself grown so old

And in my head its this noise

think I'm gonna explode And I sure want to

Outside I see that snow has begun to fall

And it reminds me of you

And pass the sound of whispers

I feel the cold take a grip on my bones

Like a fairy

She dance so cool on the edge

She knows me

And I know her

She wants to show me

But she just walks away