Testo Wither In Bloom The Evening
Here we begin
It's face had a grin
Don't know whether to sin
Lean on my back again
I wasn't there
The comets falling through air
Mists of ashes roll clear
He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, he's gone
Let's begin at the end
With a face I let in
I don't know whether to sin
Lean on my back again
I wasn't there
The comets falling through air
Mists of ashes roll clear
He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, he's gone now