Miles (Novastar)

Blizzard coming down It's filling up my ears I am nearly quiet almost miles and miles away from your ghost Sometimes I will sing Nothing really ends Like a beggar blind I stole Miles and miles away from your goal Be an eagle for me and my far and utter eye that tracks and maps infinite past the border sky Sometimes I will sing that what a fool begins implodes upon himself and all his dreams are shadows grief is his And everybody here is kind as they can be I am nearly quiet almost miles and miles away from your ghost Be an eagle for me and my far and utter eye that tracks and maps infinite past the border sky All I ever wanted be my far and utter eye that tracks and maps infinite across the border sky