Glistening nighttime dew
and she is walking with me.
From the house of red
I hear a child crying.
Foxes heading home
their prey hangs from their jaws.
And the forest knows
but it won’t share the secret.
When the king takes sides
leaving moral minds soldiers
take their share.
Nighthawks seem to sense that
now is the time.
Deep inside them burns
the raging fire of life.
He’ll take back what he owns.
Death cannot take hold
if I can keep momentum.
Fortresses of stone
turn into crystal tears
soothed by southern winds
I’ve found my strength now.
And nobody knows
and we must keep their secret.
When the king takes sides
leaving moral minds soldiers
take their share.
Nighthawks seem to sense that
now is the time.
Deep inside them burns
the raging fire of life.
He’ll take back what he owns.
When the king takes sides
leaving moral minds soldiers
take their share.
Nighthawks seem to sense that
now is the time.
Deep inside them burns
the raging fire of life.
He’ll take back what he owns.
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