Winter Marches On - Duran Duran

The Trade’s On She Drains Emotion

To Drink From

The Breast Of Fortune

Dreams Have Frozen

Crystal In The Morning

Birthtime Rose

A Thorn For Coronation

All Arise From Your Rest

We’ll Find Enough There To Feed You

Soon You’ll Belong To The Blessed

Spare Us Your Lives While We Need You

Loud Is The Music The Crowd Is Ringing

Out Of My Head As The Winter Marches On…

Loud Is The Chorus Your Voice Is Bringing

Out Of My Head As The Winter Marches On…

Loud Is The Music The Crowd Is Ringing

Out Of My Head As The Winter Marches On…

Loud Is The Chorus Your Voice Is Bringing

Out Of My Head As The Winter Marches On…

And On…

Winter Marches On…