Without These Chains - Early Winters

This day is done, this night is cast

This setting sun couldn’t be my last

Not even emptiness remains

But what am I?

What am I, without these chains?

My dear I fell, while you were gone

My dear I fell, while you were gone

My father’s blood runs through my vains

But what am I?

What am I, whithout these chains?

I can see my breath and it’s full of sin

I can read your name on my left hand

Everytime I think you, it rains

But what am I?

What am I, whithout these chains?

High water hell or kingdom come

High water hell or kingdom come

In the air the sound of moving trains

But what am I?

What am I, whithout these chains?

But what am I?

What am I, whithout these chains?