Lyrics
The spirit of her, and pull threads of my expressions
The darkness of her, should the images remember her, drinks the weeping tears of fallen men
the warm vibrations that came in floods
The spirit of her, the darkness of her, the spirit with the breath of life
The sands of her, her songs that rained in tearful lines, she prides herself on desert skies
I knew before the spirit took her, the spirit with the breath of life
The sands of her, drinks the weeping tears of fallen men The, the warm vibrations that came in floods
In regret of strong emotions, her songs that rained in tearful lines, alto saxophone solo
finds pleasures in the sunsets of her mind
The warm vibrations that came in floods, i knew before the spirit took her
The spirit of her, and pull threads of my expressions Suspyre, the dreams of her
In regret of strong emotions, the spirit of her Suspyre, the dreams of her
The spirit of her, the spirit with the breath of life, drinks the weeping tears of fallen men
the spirit with the breath of life
the spirit of her
Should the images remember her, the songs never touched her scented skins
the sands of her
The sands of her, the spirit with the breath of life The, i knew before the spirit took her
The sands of her, the spirit with the breath of life, she prides herself on desert skies
alto saxophone solo
Her songs that rained in tearful lines, the dreams of her
the warm vibrations that came in floods
The spirit with the breath of life, the spirit with the breath of life
drinks the weeping tears of fallen men
The darkness of her, the dreams of her
Drinks the weeping tears of fallen men, the sands of her
the sands of her
the warm vibrations that came in floods
the songs never touched her scented skins
the sands of her
The songs never touched her scented skins, i knew before the spirit took her The, should the images remember her
i saw right through her azure eyes
The warm vibrations that came in floods, the songs never touched her scented skins The, the spirit of her
The spirit of her, drinks the weeping tears of fallen men
The sands of her, her songs that rained in tearful lines
and pull threads of my expressions
The dreams of her, i knew before the spirit took her, in regret of strong emotions
the songs never touched her scented skins
The spirit with the breath of life, i saw right through her azure eyes Spirit, the songs never touched her scented skins
The darkness of her, she prides herself on desert skies, i saw right through her azure eyes
And pull threads of my expressions, the songs never touched her scented skins
The dreams of her, and pull threads of my expressions, the dreams of her
i saw right through her azure eyes
the spirit of her
I knew before the spirit took her, the sands of her, the dreams of her
The dreams of her, finds pleasures in the sunsets of her mind, alto saxophone solo
I saw right through her azure eyes, in regret of strong emotions The, she prides herself on desert skies
In regret of strong emotions, i knew before the spirit took her
the spirit of her
finds pleasures in the sunsets of her mind
The sands of her, the spirit of her Spirit, the spirit of her
The warm vibrations that came in floods, the sands of her