giovedì 19 novembre 2015

DUSTY CHAIR

I'M SITTING ON A DUSTY CHAIR
RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A HAWTHORN FIELD
WHILE PETALS FLY IN A WHITE WHIRL
FOLLOWING MY THOUGHTS
AND MY DREAMS A RE SET ON FIRE
JUST ACROSS THE LINE
WHERE BURNS THE SKY

RED PASSIONS CHEW THE TIME
AND I FEEL ALIVE
EVEN IF LOOKING DOWN I SEE JUST THE DARK

(IT) HAS TO BE THIS
(IT) HAS TO BE THE MUSIC I HEAR NOW
I CAN SEE THE HEAVEN
THROUGH THE CLOUDS
I CAN HEAR SWEET NOTES IN THE RAIN
TICK TOCK

SITTING ON A DUSTY CHAIR
I CAN SEE YOU SO FAR
THROUGH THE DARK AND THE BLACK ACHING VEIL

I CAN SEE YOU AND HERE I WAIT
'TILL YOU COME
PLEASE, MAN DON'T BE LATE
PLEASE, MAN DON'T BE LATE
I SAY PLEASE, MAN DON'T BE LATE

HERE I STAY..

WIND CHIMES


i 'VE heard you singing in the wind chimes
i 'VE heard you playing the blues
i can't remember the entire song
but i'm deadly sure it was you

So far you are dear
I can't reach you hand
The time is still
And there’s a  black band
On The gloomy clock
To stop The hours
and their hateful pluck
while life getting sour
 
i 'VE heard you singing in the wind chimes
i 'VE heard you playing the blues
i can't remember the entire song
but i'm deadly sure it was you
 
 That's when an angel
 Begin to play
And sing ing sweet
could  Stop the pain
That's when a star shine 
And in my heart
I know You are smiling
Not very  long apart
 So dark outside
Cold drops on the leaves
as grisly  decorations
Hang on branches trees

i 'VE heard you singing in the wind chimes
i 'VE heard you playing the blues
i can't remember the entire song
but i'm deadly sure it was you


 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VuZQefx_Lgk
https://youtu.be/VuZQefx_Lgk