Shifts کے بول

Spiraling nights in the void Weathered coat and a dagger If I dream back my youth I can still hear you sing A voice that will die on a mountain And I fear that I've stayed here just a little too long I had to go where you couldn't follow In my weariness I still hear you singing in my mind And all the fortunes they took away The shifting earth beneath us The clouds at our feet The sun was made a jewel When at night it did sleep Nothing to observe Cast in a trench of fire I see the sky is a ceiling And when my heart dies down I am long gone on the fields of summer's green Away from fall and famine I am in every season The one you have always known Life did not reward you So find your way to the river and let go