Mist

A tree has risen
From the depths of night
Casts a shadow on our waking day
The fruit is hidden
Kept at such great heights
To climb or to obey
A dream has risen
From the depths of night
A piano plays La Marseillaise
A proposition
To get up and fight
To get out of your way

A tree has risen
From the depths of night
Casts a shadow on our waking day
The fruit is hidden
Kept at such great heights
To climb or to obey
A dream has risen
From the depths of night
A piano plays La Marseillaise
A proposition
To get up and fight
To get out of your way



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Hicks
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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