The Falling Leaves

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Your Song

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#sky #dreams #blood

See all the dangers in the sky, that will all fly on by
To the freight trains in your heart, that will all roll past
Here's a song to load them up, with all the people you have cut
With the fever in the night and the pain from inside
With a wink you never winked and the children from your dreams

See all the channels through this land filled with water, blood or cement
Count the cargoships on them, that carry souls to the open sea
Here's a song to load them up with paperwork and all that stuff
With the mirror on your wall and the holes in your skull
With the changes you slept through and the terrors from your dreams

See all the tunnels in the hills where the blood of dwarves has been spilt
The avalanche is coming down to swallow the people of the caravan
Here's a song to load them up with pieces of your thoughts
With the games that you play and the needle and the hay
The end cannot be foreseen, we'll travel deep into your dreams

And in your dreams lies a man who is whistling because he can
And he wishes for your death and he's running for your life
There's a rainbow all in red and that man becomes a threat
All the dangers behind him he does drag and he hangs them in the sky
He fills the channels up with them, throws others on the caravan
And he's whistling, and he's whistling
For some time, for some time
For some time, for some time
Until you pull on the red rainbow, which makes all those dreams go
For some time, for some time
For some time, for some time
For some time, for some time
For some time, for some time
For some time, for some time
For some time