Dead Confederate Follow

that it makes me cry
but through the blind the sun burns so brightly
that it shakes me dry
up in the trees all the leaves are waiting
for the wintertime
and the wind whispers and moans so gently
could be a lullaby

oh I’ll race you, embrace you
disgrace you tonight, tonight

wake in the morning with a bed so empty
that it makes me sigh
but through the door the day waits so sweetly
that it gets me high
out in the street all the people are waiting
for the summertime
and the wind whispers and moans so gently
could be a lullaby

oh I’ll race you, embrace you
disgrace you tonight, tonight

the sun goes down with a cry so mournful
that I close my eyes
but the moon comes back with a song so beautiful
that it fills the sky

oh I’ll race you, embrace you
disgrace you tonight, tonight

that it makes me cry
but through the blind the sun burns so brightly