The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
The Sword
[Verse 1:]
The days are getting short again
Leaves fall from the trees
Nights are haunted by howling winds
Harbinger of the freeze
[Chorus 1:]
But sometimes there is no way to know
Until it's too late and
You wake up to an early snow
[Verse 2:]
Eyes have become cold again
A distant light from the trees
Waiting for winter to begin
Before it's up to your knees
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2:]
Brace yourself against the cold
Wish you could have stayed in bed
Follow me for bread and gold
An ancient nexus lies ahead
[Verse 3:]
When the days become warm again
Mountains covered with green
Flower's bloom as the clouds roll by
Ain't a better sight to be seen
[Chorus 2]