Dead Mans Cry - Peter Hepworth Official Website
Peter Hepworth
SINGER/SONG WRITER
As seasons age
And the world rearranges
He feels the rain
On dreams sail beyond horizons
And his sun begins to fade
City lights will still be shining
On the journeys that he made
Dead Mans Cry
When he's reached that time
Of the dead man's cry
Will he slip away with a gentle sigh or
Go down screaming from a wasted life
Or fly, fly, fly
Away from here.
With his white wings flown
Out at sea alone
In his blindness he's born
On the wind
Whitewashed skies of untold stories
He hears the call
Of laden ships and destinations
And a calm before the dawn
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