Take me back to you This strange world I've been seeing The way you hold me like a creature Brings me back the thirst for freedom Hollow freedom
Nights are growing cold Loneliness just makes them colder All there was is growing older Creeping back through time, tries to remember I try to remember
You may fall into the sea And you may think while you are sinking You may feel as tall as trees But someday time will bring you winter
Grieving by a grove In the churchyard, beneath the sundial Amongst the graves with their moss covered names Sleepy eyes turn in words to the wise Just be kind
You may fall into the sea And you may think while you are sinking You may feel as tall as trees But someday time will bring you winter