the brightness
i came to see
the end does matter
so does the path
i waited
I climbed high
i left, i found
i felt my eyes
i got unveiled
bitter crust fell away
may the tears i cry today
make grow the flowers of tomorrow
my wings
the southern grave
i waited and i found
the southern grave
my wings
i found
i came to see
the end does matter
so does the path
i waited
I climbed high
i left, i found
i felt my eyes
i got unveiled
bitter crust fell away
may the tears i cry today
make grow the flowers of tomorrow
my wings
the southern grave
i waited and i found
the southern grave
my wings
i found