كلمات Morning Falls

The sky wears a veil of ash and gold A fleeting glow where stories unfold The trees sway like they know the truth Their branches bend Their roots uncouth The night holds secrets it won't confide But I see them flicker I feel them collide Run with the stars Where the wild winds go Chasing a flame Something we can't hold The fleeting glow It pulls It calls Like a dream that slips as the morning falls The earth breathes slow Its chest of stone The rivers carve paths where time has flown I hear the ground speak in muted tones Its voice is low But it chills my bones Oh The fleeting glow It's never still It climbs the hills It bends the will A phantom touch A golden thread It weaves the dreams that we all dread Run with the stars Where the wild winds go Chasing a flame Something we can't hold The fleeting glow It pulls It calls Like a dream that slips as the morning falls