A Pillow Of Winds

A cloud of eider down
Draws around me softening the sound
Sleepy time in my life
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low
And the candle dies.
When night comes down you lock the door
The boot falls to the floor
As darkness falls and waves roll by
The seasons change
The wind is raw.
Now wakes the hour that sleeps the swan
Behold a dream, the dream is gone
Green fields
A cold rain is falling
Near the golden dawn.
And deep beneath the ground
The early morning sounds and I go down
Sleepy time in our life
With my love by my side
And she’s breathing low
And I rise like a bird
In the haze and the first rays touch the sky
And the night winds die.

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