Irish Folk Song Lyrics & Chords By Neal Morse

The night is black Without a moon The air is thick, and still The vigilantes gather on The lonely torchlit hill Features distorted in the flickering light The faces are...read more

In a place where the river banks draw near men work a heading to the west. Where streams like giants’ fingers close from the hills to the emptiness beneath, to the depths of...read more

Sometimes we're high We're on the rise I see it climb It's like I'm flying, yeah It doesn't make sense Why you're hand to mouth And then we're down ...read more

There is a river through the ocean Through the forever, coming home Chasing dreams on the sun, In the blink of an eye, the dream will be gone Winter windows, search for...read more

Instrumental ...read more