The Lost Estate
Greg Gilbert
For three days I wandered, defeated, asunder,
In winter abundant, I lost the path to Sainte-Agathe,
And finding my footfall, I tripped on a fable,
A cage for an angel and found my fate in this domain
Now I'm home...
Why don't you ask me to stay?
I want nobody but you,
Don't let this hour get in the way,
I need asylum, you need asylum too
For three days I haunted a line through a forst,
The breadcrumbs, they vanised
And left me here in winter reign,
Now I'm home...
Why don't you ask me to stay?
I want nobody but you,
Don't let this hour get in the way,
I need asylum, you need asylum too
Now, it's too far to make it home,
Now, it's too far to make it home,
Why don't you ask me to stay?