Misty Valley

Blind illusions, no revolution Stuck in a season of grief Desperations of lifes frustrations Down to misty valley we sail ...you better hold on What makes you happy makes me cold 'cause I'm aware of my home Conversations and expectations Down to misty valley we sail ...you better hold on Are you happy now and does a warm breeze rock your soul Feel it coming I hear him calling the cold breeze eating my bones Death-destination has no explanation Down to misty valley we sail ...you better hold on Pass the sound of wispers Dream away Got to dream away Got to make my head breath I can't sit here and moan Got to grab my strings of hope Try to make them shine I'm sick and I'm tired I've found myself grown so old And in my head its this noise Think I'm gonna explode And I sure want to Outside I see that snow has begun to fall And it reminds me of you And pass the sound of whispers I feel the cold take a grip on my bones Like a fairy She dance so cool on the edge She knows me And I know her She wants to show me But she just walks away --- Misty Valley - Spiritual Beggars