Lyrics Behind Thyme - Death Hawks

Behind Thyme

Turn down the light
let everything turn to gold
and let all things pass
I feel like a child
sleeping among with wolves wild
High above the tall white trees
I’m devoted to seek
I hear music eternally
There comes a time
I hear rhymes of goodbye
Feed me those dreams
I remember
I’ve been waiting for you
to glance with a smile
from those unquiet eyes
and take this hand of mine
pass the edge of the night
Turn out the light
we’re going down below the burning gold
We go beyond our sight
we got eyes behind time
Feed me those dreams
of our dying days
Feed me those dreams
when the night wind wails