Time goes by my window Like shadows on the sun And it often seems to me that lifes like Livin on the run This time round Im waiting to cast time at his crest the line is full tomorrow waiting for the rest all those mountains I have crossed are waiting at the door singing chorus songs that never fade being is a mystery the past cannot replay gone away is times of cloudy rain thunder on the mountain shouts the falling rain to the melting snow of winter as it joins the Earth again the cycle of our spirit as it rises from the fire and fans the flame that leads us around the twisted spire all those mountains I have have crossed on waiting at the door singing chorus songs that never fade being is a mystery not easy to explain gone away is times of clouds and rain Time goes by my window Like shadows on the sun And it often seems to me that lifes like Livin on the run This time round Im waiting to cast time at the crest all those mountains I have crossed are waiting at the door singing chorus songs that never fade being is a mystery not easy to replay gone away is times of clouds and rain
Posted on: Sun, 11 Jan 2015 21:34:56 +0000
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