Ilya - Lean Down lyrics

Dying lights blood red caberat No reason so before the red eyed evening prey Crows drop through hot copper dusk Our shadows move but never us I dream of horses Lean down on me Lean down on me They bore you not sleeping through the trees Suits of black cold stonework frieze lone tolling bell Ten years ago beside the fence you laughed and gestured without sense I drifted north Lean down on me Lean down on me