1. OVERCOME

So overcome, the rush, the flood it’s over me,
So I am done, the winded weathered smithereens,
What I’ve become, a feathered wilted point of breaking down the edge of loosing ground.

Ravens drive me home, with your watchful,
I can feel the bliss of the northern lights.
Dancing on the stars in the black night.

Ravens drive me home, with your watchful,
I can feel the bliss of the northern lights.
Dancing on the stars in the black night.
I can hear the silence!

Riding through the forest of snow lit in white,
The fog from horses' breath rise against the night!

So overcome, the winded, weathered point of breaking down the edge of loosing ground.

Ravens drive me home, with your watchful,
I can feel the bliss of the northern lights.
Dancing on the stars in the black night.
I can hear the silence!