Too much time on the battle line
My love lives inside a haze of gloom
Slow
I would have seen it coming but I'm blind with age
Seeks the shadow, shuns the light
I've caught him creeping 'round darkened holes
Too much time on the battle line
Slow
I've caught him staring at distant skies
This ain't no depression, just notes falling slow
Bleeds for knowledge, prepares for sorrow
Shut it all out, just let the notes fall slow
Shut it all out, just let the notes fall slow
He fears today, what might come tomorrow
An early snow and notes falling slow
I would have seen it coming but I'm blind with age
Do I have the strength to bear their passion?
