Sorrow - Mammút

I hear them walking into this crowded chamber

Where they grow my thoughts at open sea

They say I’m talking to my long-gone place, where I go

Where do I go?

On my run, oh, the trees watch me

Carefully they ground me to the land

My face grows old as the wind blows cold

He will blow your hearts out, hmm

Fill my days with sorrow, baby

You feared my heart would grow

Fill my days with sorrow, baby

You feared my thoughts would grow

On my run, oh, the trees call me

When they comb my hair and braid me

They tie my dreams to the forest floor

And it’s all the same, we all await love

See me flying high, see me falling low

Into that open heart of mine

Your soul, it covers me, covers all of me

Feel me falling, fall in love with you

Fill my days with sorrow, horror

You feared my thoughts would grow

Fill my days with sorrow, baby

You feared my heart would grow

Fill my days with sorrow, baby

You feared my thoughts would grow

You feared my

You feared my thoughts

You feared my

You feared my heart

You feared my heart

Feared my, feared my heart would grow

You feared my thoughts would grow

You feared my heart would grow