Cross the ocean deep
Wake now from your sleep
Kiss the past
I'm grieving for the dreams that you could have had
Mist
Are you immune to this?
You make the picture fit
It cannot
Thoughts blow around in your head
Like a wind that pretends
There
You know we have to try
In our own way
You know
[Instrumental]
The ways, the ins and outs of haven still elude
I don't want to close my eyes.
I don't want them
Pieces of love, haunting like love.
Let the love go wandering
Point me at the sky, let this love die.
Call my
[Instrumental]
If I were to steal you, and capture your mind
And
Weightlessly you leave the ground
Hanging gently in the breeze,
You lift
At the ticking of the sun
On the green bellied mountains,
I'm
Through the window of memories you can short
Though the good
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