Fallen Apostles
Mystic
Cowboys
Today
I feel you
Clouds
and time are still
Down
in the pasture
By
the windmill
On
the dark side of the hill
Today
I hear your voice
Like
an echo from a bell
Frost
is falling from the trees
Like
tears of God’s will
On
the dark side of the hill
Today
I need your sunshine
To
take away this chill
On
the dark side of the hill
On
the dark side of the hill
On
the dark side of the hill