February Songtext
von Kris Gruen
February Songtext
Long corridor, deep winter sleep
Moves behind us, we′re waking now
Girl that left her mother in a field
Of wild flowers came to more
Than she'd hoped for somehow
And all this that i put myself through
All this growth and dissolve
I love what i know i can′t control
It's painful, i want to evolve
Things we'd never wish for
Come to be the things we miss
More than anything in our lives The tongue will find its fruit
And the heart will find its brute
And many are left behind
Loss chars shut our frayed time lines
Nostalgia is the only true sign
That we′ve held a thing of worth
For a moment or a year, no matter
What changed will remind
This morning the sun burns off her wandering it′s strange, says the girl, that you're gone
I needed loving you, i needed leaving you
You′re a monster, but you're also my song
I don′t want to be left behind
The robes of li ling
The wet whiskey wings of spring
Flash open humming clean
Burnt blades of sage in grey
Whip the wind where i pray
The sun seems behind bars
Above the rocks of shot stars
Songs of saints afraid to lend a hand
Echo around the bend
Strange enough alone i sing and cry
Convinced this place on high
A strange enough spot to die
Strange enough like vishnu's eyes
When ling appeared in the broken snow
Her smile telling it′s time to go
She said the stones of lobuche
Had heard my prayers
Be on your way boy
Moves behind us, we′re waking now
Girl that left her mother in a field
Of wild flowers came to more
Than she'd hoped for somehow
And all this that i put myself through
All this growth and dissolve
I love what i know i can′t control
It's painful, i want to evolve
Things we'd never wish for
Come to be the things we miss
More than anything in our lives The tongue will find its fruit
And the heart will find its brute
And many are left behind
Loss chars shut our frayed time lines
Nostalgia is the only true sign
That we′ve held a thing of worth
For a moment or a year, no matter
What changed will remind
This morning the sun burns off her wandering it′s strange, says the girl, that you're gone
I needed loving you, i needed leaving you
You′re a monster, but you're also my song
I don′t want to be left behind
The robes of li ling
The wet whiskey wings of spring
Flash open humming clean
Burnt blades of sage in grey
Whip the wind where i pray
The sun seems behind bars
Above the rocks of shot stars
Songs of saints afraid to lend a hand
Echo around the bend
Strange enough alone i sing and cry
Convinced this place on high
A strange enough spot to die
Strange enough like vishnu's eyes
When ling appeared in the broken snow
Her smile telling it′s time to go
She said the stones of lobuche
Had heard my prayers
Be on your way boy
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