winter sky

out under the winter sky

out under the winter sky

stars come trembling on my eye

stars to tremble my eye

and i feel like someone's gonna die

i feel like someone's gonna die

i feel like someone's gonna die

hand me wings for to fly

high is heaven in early morn

high is heaven in early morn

men lie sleeping in beds that are warm

sleep in beds that are warm

and i feel like someone's being born

i feel like someone's being born

i feel like someone's being born

tells my soul not to moan