White Fields - Grey Morning Lights | Текст песни

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These grey morning lights make me feel like home
I'm still lying here forgotten and alone

And these cold winds sing their songs of hope in the summits of these trees
And all the rotten leaves make me feel like I am part of a big desease
A desease that goes like the seasons - that follows natural laws
Winters are hard to get through and sometimes even summers can't heal the cause.

And you left like these leaves
you left our love on the ground
To rot and fall to dust - to die without a sound
And as life has left our love
and we both lost a heart
these roots of this tree
will bring us back to the start
back to the start

THIS LOVE HAD TO END
TO KEEP THE WINTERS COLD
AND TO MAKE SUMMER A MYTH THAT NEVER GROWS OLD

Now you can carry the weight of a heart that should be gone.

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