Текст песни The Morningside - Out Of Nest

Cursed
Wet snow interspersed
With rain
Behind the pane,
Windowpane
Sunk in search of the prey
Sky hung oppressive and grey

Who would pray
For those who had to fall out of nests
This day

It seems like
Windows rise their bleared
Eyes up to the sky
Where the passing spirits fly,
One day they are all to gather
In the shades of night
Waiting on the other side,
Mourning side

Clouds are swirling around
The earth
Like heavy black shroud
Of stillbirth
Night is dimming the lights
To hide the darkness inside
My own mind
I guess I have to fall out of nest
This day

Windows rise their bleared
Eyes up to the sky
Where the passing spirits fly,
One day we are all to gather
In the shades of night
Waiting on the other side,
Mourning side