Dream Song

Take the lonely path along the cliff's edge
Lonely path that winds high on the edge
Just a line of footprints in the snow

No-one all around but you feel watched there
No-one to be seen but watching you
Hurry on, the wind is where they hide

Inside like the out
Sometimes dark
Sometimes light

Falcon tearing breakfast in the tree top
Falcon tearing breakfast in the trees
Days been getting longer since the freeze

Inside like the out
Sometimes dark
Sometimes light

Growing distant through the years
We've been growing distant over time
But you're smiling now a nice surprise

Inside like the out
Sometimes dark
Sometimes light

Copyright William Echard