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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