The moment we said good bye Silence tore across the sky The riverbed by wide and dry As far as I could see And someone said My ghost was found Laying her burden down Taking the long way around Underneath the moon…
Somewhere on the prairie, A little cross in mine A simple wooden marker With a plastic rose is entwined And in the stillness of the twilight As the tumbleweeds wind I am crawling like a scorpion across the melancholy time
so shred the poems let the wild birds chase them in the breeze let them make their nests from words like “please” put those dreams to rest throw them at the moon blow the confetti across the golden west
I was the fragrance in the wild flower Opening for only you In the delicate hour Before the cold shot through Ten thousand years from now You’ll put your hand in mine Remembering a fragrance Full of melancholy time
You see those ravens breaking the prairie sky? We used to go where ravens fly Our giddy laughter made the angels cry to fly as free as you and i
somewhere on the prairie a cross, a rose, a shrine standing for true love gone before its time there goes your shadow down the highway out that road I could’t fine while I crawl like a scorpion slowly to the new word across these miles of prairie full of melancholy timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
