Past the Sound of Whispers

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 --- Past the Sound of Whispers - Spiritual Beggars