Were I to have a respite moment
My soul would sail yonder towards
Those hills as dark as night
The white hills of heaven ?
Don’t think I’ll ever know
Them; just those stoked in fright.
Were I to have a respite moment
My soul would sail yonder towards
Those hills as dark as night
The white hills of heaven ?
Don’t think I’ll ever know
Them; just those stoked in fright.