Long Halls
In the final place ill find you
Where that may be i don't know
And now we find the queue is forming
I can't tell anymore, you know the light is fading
In [?], I lie
And in truth, we find so many questions
I retreat inside again like always
Pretty eyes, pretty roses that tell me
And the long halls we follow
And still long nights we borrow
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Old memories will find us
Please don't cry, don't look behind us
Lights upon the walls make patterns
Lights inside the halls of fancy
In gardens and fields, we leave it
I wouldn't be the one to close the gate on you
I will find the long halls which to follow
Then still the long nights to borrow
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again