Black branches break the purple haze
I glide through winter's frozen maze
The apple trees are stripped and white
I own the borders of the night
Cold wind bites the heavy air
Silver frost is everywhere
I see the world in velvet grey
Before the blue turns into day
I am the light in the winter snow
Watching the heavy river flow
Ghost wing gold in a frozen land
Holding the dusk in a steady hand
A field of ice a sheet of glass
I watch the sleeping creatures pass
I dive where heavy shadows lean
The sharpest sight that can be seen
Cold wind bites the heavy air
Silver frost is everywhere
I see the world in velvet grey
Before the blue turns into day
I am the light in the winter snow
Watching the heavy river flow
Ghost wing gold in a frozen land
Holding the dusk in a steady hand
I circle down to touch the pine
Where golden amber embers shine
The orchard sleeps in bitter cold
Until my sudden wings unfold
Below me lies a lonely road
A tired man with a heavy load
He looks up high and sees my face
A sudden spark of sudden grace
I am the light in the winter snow
Watching the heavy river flow
Ghost wing gold in a frozen land
Holding the dusk in a steady hand
He stops his step and holds his breath
In a valley still as death
The gold is bright the air is keen
The rarest sight he's ever seen
I am the light in the winter snow
Watching the heavy river flow
Ghost wing gold in a frozen land
Holding the dusk in a steady hand
Ghost wing gold.
Steady hand.
(Final heavy stomp)
