Hyde - A Drop Of Colour |
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A Drop Of Colour
Hyde Confusion rules this shifting age And uproar fills the town My thoughts of you are drowning in the noise How could you know? A drop of colour saves me from Why should you know me? You gently nourish my dry skin A single bloom piercing the snowdrift The fate I'm facing everyday How softly, the springtime breezes sing How deeply, the distant mountain breathe Oh why does hate bring forth more hate? There are so many things to show to you A long abandoned fruit This country's starved, it's void of feeling is hastening the process of decay There are so many things to show to you How softly, the springtime breezes sing How deeply, the distant mountain breathe One of these days There are so many things to show to you How softly, the springtime breezes sing How deeply, the distant mountain breathe |
