Lyrics:

I could look in your face

For a thousand years

It's like a civil war

Of pain and of cheer



But if you was a horse

I could help you with your chains

I could ride you through the fields

By your fiery mane



May your shade be sweet

And float upon the lakes

Where the sun will be

Made of honey



I grab diamonds, write you a poem

'Cause no one here can save you

She's returning to the Earth

But one day she'll be silver



Stars are dying in my chest

Till I see you again

She was born with the wings of a hawk

Where she combs her hair with blood



May your shade be sweet

And float upon the lakes

Where the sun will be

Made of honey



May your shade be sweet

And float upon the lakes

Where the sun will be

Made of honey



May your shade be sweet

May your shade be sweet

And float upon the lakes...



May your shade be sweet