Crime Of Passion – Capercaillie – letras

With a crime of passion lie those dreams of yesterdayBroken like the snows of JanuarySilence will fall on those masters of shameWhen the family garden wakes to Spring againUnder the moon and over landMake the shadows of the chosen oneWith words of mercy in his handHe walks the path of peace a wounded manOut of sight and out of mindThe devil’s staircase winding highMake it secret make it suddenAnd the family garden wakes to frosty groundIn Europes towns tonightThey lie awake again to fear the dawnAn endless story of empty gloryDays of love are hard to findOne man’s rose is another’s thornBut the winds of change they write the tuneAnd the family garden wakes to song again