Frown - Misty Rains Are Comin' lyrics

In the middle of frost The winter's started Her breath the trees undressed Made pale of sticks The limbo's started I'm sitting by fire And i am wet It's drizzling all the weeks I guess it won't stop Tranquil murmur of the wind crawling into my ears Wood is wet -wet to the pith O' god's disgrace Bright blue flames Like a night sky Far away-miles away In the distant nothingness I'm feeding the fire I think it won't go out I am sitting By hearth I am wet By hearth