Misty Rains Are Comin' Lyrics

Frown Misty Rains Are Comin'

In the middle of frost
The winter's started
Her breath the trees undressed
Made pale of sticks
The limbo's started
I'm sitting by fire
And I am wet

It's drizzling all the weeks
I guess it won't stop
Tranquil murmur of the wind crawling into my ears

Wood is wet -wet to the pith
O' god's disgrace
Bright blue flames
Like a night sky
Far away-miles away
In the distant nothingness
I'm feeding the fire
I think it won't go out

I am sitting
By hearth
I am wet
By hearth