Hear the night, feel the silence, see the emptiness.
Behind the clouds hides the wind that heals your wounds.
Hear how the owls sing for you,
They whisper death in their wings.
The winter's gone, my hands still frozen
But I can touch your faith
I sang your name, they tore my hope
And then took my soul…
Hear how the owls sing for you
They whisper death in their wings
The snow is falling again
Freezing my hopes and my dreams.

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