Don’t come looking with blind eyes
With your hands grasping at me
If you’ve come to take then fill your pockets
But it won’t help you to see
I’m hiding away
Like the Sun through the winter
Like the Moon through the day
No heat, all shadow
Dirty feet on my wooden floor
Snowstorm almost quiet
Each still moment is a ringing note
Living while it’s dyin’ just like me
I’m hiding away
Like the Sun through the winter
Like the Moon through the day
No heat, all shadow
While we lie and drink our wine
The Sun in it’s glory grows
I’ll be yours and you will be
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