Darkwood - 'Break Of Dawn'

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Tears in the morning her weeping lasts long
And I pass the iron gateway
The birch in the garden
Bent down with it's branches shivering
In a breezy wind
And I know about her shattered dreams
And hidden doubts, and hidden fears
And I know about her shattered dreams
And hidden doubts, and hidden fears
My feet carry on to the fields of disgrace
Where the cold winds blow
Where the crosses grow wreaths of oak leaves
Are silently withering torn apart
Lost in the dark
And I know about their shattered dreams
And hidden doubts, and hidden fears
And now I know about their shattered dreams
And hidden lies, and hidden fears
I gaze through the twilight
In fields of despair unaware of pain
In the falling rain
The birch trees remind me
Of the one in the garden
Marbled graceful towers with sulphur flowers
And I fall at the break of dawn
And comrades fade with faces torn
And I fall at the break of dawn
And comrades fade with faces torn