Spirit and Dust
Father Time
It's quiet now,white leaves are fallingI don't dare to question howand do you feelthe breathof death so near?its neither cold nor clammyI thought id hidein the darkbut i found youare as hidden as iand to my surprisein the lightI found lifein my willingness to dieI thought I'd checkon father timeand seek outhis adviceBut through watchingLetras de cancionesa watchI found outhe is the voyeur and not iWell be home soonwell be home soonwell be home soon I know
From Letras Mania