So overcome, the rush, the flood it's over me
So I am done, the winded weathered Smithereens
What I've become, a feathered wilted point of breaking
Down the edge of losing ground
Ravens drive me home, with your watchful
I can feel the bliss of the Northern Lights
Dancing on the stars in the black night
Ravens drive me home, with your watchful
I can feel, I can feel the bliss of the Northern Lights
Dancing on the stars in the blackened night
I can hear the silence
Riding through the forest of snow lit in white
The fog from horses' breath rise against the night
So overcome, the winded weathered point of breaking
Down the edge of loosing ground
Ravens drive me home, with your watchful
I can feel, I can feel the bliss of the Northern Lights
Dancing on the stars in the blackened night
I can hear the silence