With light bulbs in our pockets
we light the darkened forest
On the mossy turf well dance till
our feet shatter, our toes will splinter
Tripping through the misty streams of light,
so beautiful, I stare in awe
Over The MountainsWith light bulbs in our pockets we light the darkened forest On the mossy turf well dance till our feet shatter, our toes will splinter Tripping through the misty streams of light, so beautiful, I stare in awe |