Raven dreams Lyrics

I flew alone- in the deep-white winter night

Cold wind within my weary faery fright

In the night -my bluesy mind- in the darkest of dark

Death was close, so close to my lonely heart

The tomb at the ready

Even falling apart

Some say this is fine art

Or better yet Art

I was so wrapped in - the winters black- roped a big stack plaque

All I wanted was to lie down and rest

In peace and upon- a widows breast

then we could know each other

Pains shared, blood expressed- a big great test

The tomb at the ready

Even falling apart

Some say this is fine art

Or better yet Art

Umbrellas to -shield us from -our earthly fears

Of natures whims and weather so ghastly grim

I turn my head, staring into - the longing glory past

Your breasts of life make me gaze on back

The tomb at the ready

Even falling apart

Some say this is fine art

Or better yet Art