Stories

Silence in the air, all the streets are bare
The trees are splashed with gold
Take a breath, I need to rest
I've never felt so old

The winter lights burn brightly still
Long after I am gone
And men will sing of ancient tales
Of stories great and long

In a place, I've lost, veiled in winter frost
I find myself alone
Fingers pressed in the wilderness
I still don't know my home

The winter lights burn brightly still
Long after I am gone
And men will sing of ancient tales
Of stories great and long

Oooooo
Oooooo

Frozen graves - the way they pave
To make us all aware
The river flows but where it goes
Only they will share

The winter lights burn brightly still
Long after I am gone
And men will sing of ancient tales
Of stories great and long

I am my father's daughter
I am my father's daughter
I am



Credits
Writer(s): Katharine Hall
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