North Col-Shearwater

[ti:North Col] [ar:Shearwater] [al:The Snow Leopard] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.25]North Col - Shearwater [00:00.70]Written by：Jonathan Meiburg [00:01.49] [00:14.98]Each stray reminder of your home life [00:19.66]Is hung on the wind that pulls away from you [00:24.60] [00:25.60]As the walls of the mountains in the cold light [00:30.96]Glow red in an echo of the flares on high [00:37.76] [00:38.52]In the vault of the night [00:46.50] [00:52.45]In the frost on the branches and the clotheslines [00:57.73]A fierce little wren is singing loud and high [01:03.80]While his eyes insisting on their own life [01:08.57] [01:09.18]Gave legs to the lie [01:11.36]That there is world and time [01:16.34] [01:16.85]To grow old in it's light [01:26.20] [01:29.54]In the last of the embers of the twilight [01:35.04]The gunmetal air has come alive with birds [01:41.20]They burst from the clouds above the snow line [01:46.60]And bloom in the ashes of the old black sky [01:54.24]And go back to the night