Able Cain کے بول

To hear the secrets singing I bend a knee and stare 'Cause what's to come, tomorrow brings, and I am unaware If truth is painfully mine, but dreams are who I am Then take me here, reward a lie, and touch an outstretched hand I took the white from the mountains I tempted the Sun to fall down from the sky When the night shown her face And her brother Sun misplaced I can only begin to reply To hear the words of wisdom I walk back into my fear 'Cause what has gone I hold so close, I've cried my selfish tears If truth is painfully mine, but dreams are who I am Then take me here, reward a lie, and touch an outstretched hand I choked on the mountains I painted the Sun that fell down from the sky When the night shown her face and her brother Sun misplaced I can only begin to reply Can your stars burn brightly upon these wishes fall Or is your black another sea that sings a siren's call Standing in these lines of rain We can only begin to touch the hand of able Cain Closer and closer I draw to you To hear these secrets in song gently placed to cover all And to call the others all along