slow fade...

Be there, lets both hold hands
as that shadow stretches across this land
and the winter doves, yes even they,
fly to hoped for safety, elsewhere

Do not hold to this land
Do not to these things
thats only sand


But I'll hold you,
You'll hold me.

Shhh, now comes the night
rest in my arms we'll calmly wait together

as I hold you and you hold me.