Dawn For Me - Fake the Envy

Set in sand, journies ahead of me

Winter’s gone

Air’s warming up like a dawn for me

Steps will wind

Follow them where they lead

Truth in kind

Words or a thought carries over me

The winter is gone you see

And I’ve seen almost every sight

And I’ve been here endless times

The coin changes hands

And carries on through time

Feathered aside, the roll of a dice

Though the grandest of minds

It’s not what we see in their eyes

We’re feathered aside