dreaming here? Sure thou art come O'er far-off seas, A wonder to these garden trees! Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress, Strange, above all, thy
Just beneath the rafters In a church of stone Laid a stained glass window In the attic all alone A work of art forgotten, A treasure thrown away Taken
the black birds fly Only the crows know why When its time to die [Shaggy 2 Dope:] 12 o' clock on the dot My blood runs cold On my window Got me
place is not your home. But I know what is." And to the glorious past: You've opened my window but broken the glass. And I beseech thee, 'shed thy
set you on dry land It gets okay to praise the day Believe in sheltering skies and stable earth beneath But hear his breath come through his teeth Walk thy
the black birds fly When its time to die Only the crows know why [Shaggy 2 Dope:] 12 o' clock on the dot My blood runs cold On my window Got me
music: Andreas Funke & Midwinter] [lyrics: Andreas Funke] I woke up this night - Three days before a bastard's born. Ice-flowers blossom at my window
