Saline Grace - Bird Song lyrics

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Saline Grace - Bird Song lyrics

From the deceptive days in Bordertown We set off holding our hands Through the frosty woodlands' paths Those silently whispering, sinister lands Leaving the white woodlands behind We saw it coming, the cold-tortured countenance Within a fallow wasteland a frozen stream was Sadly flowing on wrong tracks, without a chance Losing the distant murmur of Bordertown Your exhausted eyes shed bitter tears An easier fate we had tried to reach But along the stream no bird was singing Within our years