Mystic Green

Half the world is sleeping

Leaving all of us behind

Speeding shadows of the mystic green

Follow from our homes and before

Half the moon behind us

Pulling empty tides of brokenness

Wait for morning showing tired eyes

Flowers will spring from every grave

Carry along all that your hearts can be

Burning the dawn out of the mystic green

Half the world is sleeping

Leaving all of us behind

Speeding shadows of the mystic green

Flowers will spring from every grave

Flowers will spring from every grave

Carry along all that your hearts can be

Burning the dawn out of the mystic green