Midnight

My love my love
Remember the cries
When Winter died
For Spring Skies

I saw you in my sleep
On the outskirts of my dreams
I heard you cry out to me
And then you left me here to bleed
I saw you in my sleep
On the outskirts of my dreams
I heard you cry out to me
And then you left me here to bleed

Lady of my dreams used to visit at night
Clocks strike midnight hold me tight
In the moonlight we dance under starlights
Harvest a moon I reap when the times right
Hindsight, gold mics, lights and iron rain
I'm like my lioness need a fire brain
Write all my pain, 'gain and again
Keepin me sane I weathered the rain
Heart in the drain and I flushed it away
Stormed through the tempest and seen brighter days
I found the key I'm Jay-quellin my rage
Peelin the layers of Queue in the cave
Isolated inundated with thoughts in my head
Peepin the serpents the skin that they shed
Deep in the dark it was me that I met
Quinn in the coffin press F for respect
Ouroboros infinity and auric my chemistry
Iron to Gold press steel to The Ministry
Alchemic Allomancer heal up my misery
Almighty forcin my music affinity
Six paths of pain controllin my names
Unlockin the king and the beast in the cage
Top of the mountain I turned to a sage
Elevated I turn to a fey

I saw you in my sleep
On the outskirts of my dreams
I heard you cry out to me
And then you left me here to bleed
I saw you in my sleep
On the outskirts of my dreams
I heard you cry out to me
And then you left me here to bleed

Bleedin and battered
Through the valley of death have I staggered
Reach to my back and I pull out the daggers
Tapestry tattered, my faith shattered
Awoke to a moon, Bright as that day
Home for those with nowhere to stay
Nobles treatin the Skaa like slaves
Kelsier born in the mist with the knaves
I don't know how to behave
Since workin for minimum wage
A league full of legends in Graves
Die for the souls of the lost and depraved
I am not brave
I asked for the answer god showed me the way
Way, way, wait
Life was too sweet until I had a taste
Erasin the past and cleanin the slate
Connect all the dots and meet up with fate

My son, my son
Remember the chains
When gold ruled with iron reins
We roared and roared
And twisted and screamed
For ours a vale of better dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Quincy Wilson
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