| Tell me where the feeling goes tell me how to send it there away from me, away from me lead away my misery You visit, and the old days are back it's like your shadow never passed over me, over me lead away my misery I can't pretend it never happened the slate will never be so clean read to me, read to me the words that beg us now to see The daily grind returns us to dust the heat of distance ashes makes longing still, longing still for singing birds on our windowsill As the sky is black and the moon is white one so dark, one so light it all must pass into mystery away from me, away from me passing by this misery b.k., aurora |
| Misery |