Cauldron

I can feel, the light in a distance
Surrounding me like the shadow of the night
The hooves are pounding, are pounding and pounding here
Caring me home, to the other side

Why don’t these times pass me by
Why do we give up at the port
I keep asking why?
Because life is so short, life is so short

Trembling flags in the winds
And the frogs are in the woods
For the smell of the sea, and the taste of the booze
By the angels wings
And the demons at the roof
By the witches in the sky
For the questions and profes, I wonder why?

And I feel, the fresh of the new
The caldroun steel, warming the deal