| Angela Lang - Lilac (live) | |
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Lilac paints the view beyond this shielded glass. I'd take a trip with you, but I know better than to ask; you just draw the curtains. Listen up, don't speculate my pain. My words are sound enough, but no one hears a thing over this static of uncertainness. Oh we ponder the days when the laughter was real; a playful sunday chase through our sacred field of lilac. How I long to hear the songs we used to sing. But when the daylight disappears, and I slip off to dream; the only sound is thunder. We both realize it's best you travel on now. These heavy laden skies will soon come pouring down, down, down.. and slowly pull you under. Just hold onto the days when the laughter was real; a playful sunday chase through our sacred field of lilac... |
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