The Hours-The White Birch

[ti:The Hours] [ar:The White Birch] [al:The Weight of Spring] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.01]The Hours - The White Birch [00:00.02]Written by：Flottum/Ola/Flottum, Ola [00:00.04] [00:13.84]I can see [00:16.45]Sailors and wives [00:17.97]Wait out the skies [00:20.72]And under the kneeling sun [00:24.79]Days are done [00:26.92]I can see [00:29.27]Their sailed unfold [00:31.21]Worn on hold [00:33.87]As they wait for spring [00:37.33]And the seas it will bring [00:40.36]I could have sailed on the hour [00:43.81]On the winds of the day [00:47.03]With salt taste from the showers [00:50.75]Throughout every bay [00:53.86]I waited for fall [00:57.11]For days on end [01:00.56]The hours they all [01:03.38]Were so easily spent [01:06.34]I can see [01:08.83]Sailors and wives [01:10.50]Imagining the eyes [01:12.92] [01:13.54]The storms stillborn [01:17.17]Held by their horns [01:19.41]I can see [01:21.99]Summers turn cold [01:23.53]In the breath of the old [01:26.34]As they counts ships at sea [01:29.93]And ways to be free [01:32.65]I could have sailed on the hour [01:36.13]On the winds of the day [01:39.68]The sound of bell towers [01:43.29]Gently fading away [01:46.30]I waited for fall [01:49.54]With days to spend [01:52.82]The hours they all [01:56.08]So easily end