Cursed Ages Songtext
von Windsor for the Derby

The sun skimmed a beam
The moon hid the trees
And I wished you were near to me
We could catalog the names
Of the places we had been
With stars on the ones most dear


But something has folded up the sky
Those thoughts have turned to dust
Clinging to the heavensweep
The light is fading again

Apologies too
But who knows from whom
Just wait to see from where it comes

Oh babe, I can′t take it again