歌词
Wake all my thoughts for I must carry on.
Through mist and bones to find a weary home.
So long to fall as the leaves return,
Sweeping up my past; will the light now start?
will the light now start?
Chorus:
When the old days have settled low,
When the time has gone;
I will call from the only place;
From where I have flown...
A curtesy that union ties,
To shelter all the blinding ways.
Revealing what hearts conceal,
And a promise to be healed
My state of folding comes
Buckling under every bridge.
Straying from the only one,
From rivers that will never run
rivers that will never run
When the old days have settled low,
When the time has gone;
I will call from the only place;
From where I have flown...
where I have flown...
where I have flown...
where I have flown...