Mostly Autumn The Last Bright Light 2

[@Hawkmanes]

Super big great folk song

[@Hawkmanes]

I'm grieving for the dreams that you could have had Mist in the rain, snow on the rising tide Over and over they disappear I'm grieving for the love that we should have had The feeling was there, I just couldn't say the words Holding you tight as we said goodbye The last bright light The last bright light The last bright light I'd rather put life in your heart Than money in your hand I'd rather put dreams where they could fly Than let them disappear In the emptiness A cold heart dies I hope that you know that I love you The bright sun is swelling out of control Nature is losing a child of her own Burning her hands she's holding the fort To the last The blue pearl is swallowed, snow on the rising tide Thoughts will scatter like ancient remains Beyond the night sky

[@AlexisRodriguez-tb4vh]

Genial guitarraso