Lyrics Misty (2018 Remaster) - Kate Bush
                                                Roll 
                                                his 
                                                body
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                give 
                                                him 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                him 
                                                smile 
                                                for 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                give 
                                                him 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                hand 
                                                is 
                                                bleeding
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                run 
                                                back 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                turn 
                                                off 
                                                the 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Switch 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                starry 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                window 
                                                flies 
                                                open
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                bedroom 
                                                fills 
                                                with 
                                                falling 
                                                snow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Should 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                sleepy
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                his 
                                                snowy 
                                                white 
                                                face
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                afraid
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                lies 
                                                down 
                                                beside 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                cold 
                                                next 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melting
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                my 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melting
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                my 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                won't 
                                                speak 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                crooked 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                full 
                                                of 
                                                dead 
                                                leaves
 
                                    
                                
                                                Full 
                                                of 
                                                dead 
                                                leaves
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bits 
                                                of 
                                                twisted 
                                                branches
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                frozen 
                                                garden
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crushed 
                                                and 
                                                stolen 
                                                grasses
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                slumbering 
                                                lawn
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                is 
                                                dissolving
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dissolving 
                                                before 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                dawn 
                                                will 
                                                come 
                                                soon
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                kind 
                                                of 
                                                spirit 
                                                is 
                                                this?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                one 
                                                and 
                                                only 
                                                tryst
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                breath 
                                                all 
                                                misty
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                kiss 
                                                his 
                                                icecream 
                                                lips
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                creamy 
                                                skin
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                his 
                                                snowy 
                                                white 
                                                arms 
                                                surround 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                cold 
                                                next 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                feel 
                                                him 
                                                melting 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melting
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melting
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                my 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sunday 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                find 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                sheets 
                                                are 
                                                soaking
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                pillow
 
                                    
                                
                                                Dead 
                                                leaves
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bits 
                                                of 
                                                twisted 
                                                branches
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                frozen 
                                                garden
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crushed 
                                                and 
                                                stolen 
                                                grasses
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                slumbering 
                                                lawn
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                find 
                                                him
 
                                    
                                
                                                Misty
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                please, 
                                                can 
                                                you 
                                                help 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                must 
                                                be 
                                                somewhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                Open 
                                                window, 
                                                closing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                no, 
                                                wait, 
                                                it's 
                                                still 
                                                snowing
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you're 
                                                out 
                                                there, 
                                                I'm 
                                                coming 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                ledge
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                going 
                                                out 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                ledge
 
                                    
                                
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2 Aerial (2018 Remaster)
3 Joanni (2018 Remaster)
4 Prologue (2018 Remaster)
5 Somewhere In Between (2018 Remaster)
6 The Painter's Link (2018 Remaster)
7 50 Words For Snow (2018 Remaster)
8 Among Angels (2018 Remaster)
9 Lake Tahoe (2018 Remaster)
10 Misty (2018 Remaster)
11 Snowed In At Wheeler Street (2018 Remaster)
12 Wild Man (2018 Remaster)
13 Flower of the Mountain (2018 Remaster)
14 Prelude (2018 Remaster)
15 Aerial Tal (2018 Remaster)
16 Deeper Understanding (2018 Remaster)
17 Never Be Mine (2018 Remaster)
18 Lily (2018 Remaster)
19 Top of the City (2018 Remaster)
20 A Coral Room (2018 Remaster)
21 An Architect's Dream (2018 Remaster)
22 Bertie (2018 Remaster)
23 How To Be Invisible (2018 Remaster)
24 King of the Mountain (2018 Remaster)
25 Mrs. Bartolozzi (2018 Remaster)
26 Nocturn (2018 Remaster)
27 Sunset (2018 Remaster)
28 Song of Solomon (2018 Remaster)
29 Snowflake (2018 Remaster)
30 Pi (2018 Remaster)
31 And So Is Love (2018 Remaster)
32 Moments of Pleasure (2018 Remaster)
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