Your Season

Down here on my side of time
Past the blood turning to wine
There's a fool that lives inside
That made me try again
'Cause we're faithful to the fear
Every evening when we meet here
Where the gunshot echo dies
Across the canyon

We were walking by the waterfall
Now the waters run out
May you find it when your season comes around

Some were born to be loved
Some were born to be lonesome
Sometimes I feel in love
With nothing at all
Now you're listening to guitar
As you're blinking past the midnight
Where you burned through every star
That was falling for you

She'll be shining with the dying leaves
And the snow falling down
On the morning when your season comes around

There's a promise in the midst of it
If we'd only allow
But it's leaving when your season comes around



Credits
Writer(s): David Hanson
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