Speak slowly, tongue of winter
Leak only strokes of bright moonnight
These streets I've weaved with hunger
Repeatedly with white sheet eyes
Quiver through the nights
beneath a lonesome moon,i hear
this city croons to me,no other
with dark descending phantoms
haunts hoary heads the longest wall
their hollow beat of footsteps
will folow me midst snowy trail
beneath a lonesome moon, i hear
this city croons to me, no other
releasing all too soon, i'm near
to her my chest gives in, no other
(the grieving streetlights monitored me well, since all was but frost)
beneath a lonsome moon, i hear
this city croons to me, no other
releasing all too soon,i'm near
to her my chest gives in, no other
(the grieving streelights monitored me well, since all was but frost)
beneath a lonesome moon, i hear
this city croons to me, no other
releasing all too soon, i'm near
to her my chest gives in, no other
(the grieving streetlights monitord me well, since all was but frost)
beneath a lonesome moon, i hear
this city croons to me, no other