Moya Mechta

In the winter she stands behind the curtain
As she watches the free in prosperity
In Moscow, the snow coldly enters
From a raging northwest current

How could it be darker in the nights
With a wall standing so high
And how could one stare electrify your heart
You can see it in her eyes

Moya Mechta
This is my dream for you
Moya Mechta
Our table set for two

In the Soviet Union, she works by the hands
That reach out and hold her in place
At the end of the day, she retires to her fortress
To battle her demons of fate

How could one man inflict upon the world
With sadness, anger, and pain
Blinded to slavery of the communist-state
I can feel it in her pain

Moya Mechta
This is my dream for you
Moya Mechta
Our table set for two

And the snow keeps falling on my face
As I walk right into the street
The street light so dim covers her presence
I don't even know if she's real

In the winter she stands behind the curtain
As she watches the free in prosperity
In hopes to expel her horror and grief
Of the state entirely

Moya Mechta
This is my dream for you
Moya Mechta
Our table set for two



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Gorman
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