The power in your hands went to your head
Then you squeezed too hard and lost control
Icy ghosts slipped through your fingers
Slipped, got up and fled
The night shines with what we've done
Moonlight bouncing from cloud to cloud
Shoulder to shoulder, we wait for the sun
For the day we might be proud
What remains of your strength now haunts the night
Riding the winds due south and east
The least of my worries is that it will return
Although I know it might
The night glistens with what we've done
Moonlight creeping from cloud to cloud
Backs to the wall, we wait for the sun
For the day we might be proud
credits
from Southern Ghost,
track released January 31, 2014
Written by Jake O'Donnell
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