An enemy plane
In the first light of dawn
Watching and waiting
For the fog to be torn
Heather and birch
Grey silk storm
Secrecy in northern seas
Refugees and Christmas trees
Lost colleagues
An enemy plane
In the first light of dawn
Watching and waiting
For the fog to be torn
Heather and birch
Grey silk storm


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The Last Four Winters Of The War/Grey Silk Storm song meanings
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