Crosswinds - Josh Tillman

We’ll find each other where we promised

Where the tied is low for man and spirits

I put aside the yearning of my voice when i was young

We’ll find each other where we promised.

Even until the darkest hour

When the lives we lived are gone forever

We hover on the crosswinds

There is time to meet again

Even until the darkest hour

We’ll find each other where we promised

We’ll find each other where we promised