of my soul In a hope that I'll never let fade Between the mist on the waves and the blue of the sky I threw a rose to the sea in your name Now listen
Ringing briefly in your ears Memories and shadows Down the sand into the sea See my mother with a baby I guess that, babe, she held was me Smoky windows
hides in disguise While satellites and cameras watch from the skies An acid drop of rain recycled from the sea It washed away my shadow burnt a hole in me
you Won't you turn again Blow away the rain Blue season, turn away. Wind in the evening, dust in your eye Heart full of shadow and cloud in your sky
me spinning round and round Turning upside (down) But its only when I sleep And when I wake from slumber Your shadow's disappear Your breath is just a sea
tale about an old lost town i used to listen to what some people said about a big blue sky that reigned over the place while the shadows and
not gonna give up on all the days I know I've won There's nothing but blue sky There's nothing but blue sky Nothings gonna stop me now I am skimming
me Layers in reality I?ll find an open road Sleep out on the back seat I need to see the sky The colour of the blue sea I could be gone a while We
he talking to me? "No I'm talking to the sea son's resurrected I'm the solstice of the day I bring news from the blues of the Caspian" My man laughs,
by Trish) From the sky to the sea, there?s no happiness for me. All my life, all I see only painful memories. Sad goodbyes, callous words, left me shy
did the silver angel warn the earth From a blue sky falling? Father, I'm frightened, what will happen if it falls again? Will you be there to shelter me
the boy, decided that his time had come Came down out of the sky Stung him in the face Again and again Blue pain Screaming like baptism Intravenous, Jesus! Like being chosen Blue
structure of thought in my brain Wiped away out of My head thrown into the sea of vanities Death and pain, misfortune and fear Shadows of the past, a sea
into his own shadow. Legend or history: footprints of passing events. Lord how our information increaseth. I see only a surface - complex enough, its interruptions of deep blue
inside us We'll follow it to the brightness of the day Every single blade of grass, every yellow flower Every ripple on the sea of the blue, blue Nile