Winter

Album: Harmonium

[00:05.07][03:19.61][03:23.75]

Half a week before the winter

The chill bites before it comes

And I'm a child of the pleasure

Daddy brings before he runs

He sits behind a desk of mahogany

He whispers dreams into my ear

And though I've givin him his empire

He delivers me my fear

[02:23.87]The unicorns are riding high

[02:29.17]Powerful in coats of white

I turn to look and burn my eyes

I carry on, I carry all the weight of empty promise

As I stand swallowed by the light

Flickering above the highway

I hold my head and know the streets are mine tonight

[02:42.63]The vampires are growing tired

[02:48.08]The coats of white all turn to red

[02:53.18]My heart burns with desire

[02:58.38]I carry on, I carry on

We turn to look and burn our eyes

I carry on, I carry

[03:10.10]I carry on

We carry on

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