Long Halls

In the final place ill find you
Where that may be i don't know
And now we find the queue is forming
I can't tell anymore, you know the light is fading

In [?], I lie
And in truth, we find so many questions
I retreat inside again like always
Pretty eyes, pretty roses that tell me
And the long halls we follow
And still long nights we borrow

Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again

Old memories will find us
Please don't cry, don't look behind us
Lights upon the walls make patterns
Lights inside the halls of fancy

In gardens and fields, we leave it
I wouldn't be the one to close the gate on you
I will find the long halls which to follow
Then still the long nights to borrow

Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again

Slip light, slip light, again
Slip light, slip light, again