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Laila Richter – Silent Song
Tired eyes
He forgets to smile
‘Cause he’s seen skies die
He’s been walking some miles
Tears of blood
Droppin’ on his chin
One too many scars
And shadows under his skin
Where we never were
Is where he’s always been
Living in his prayer
Many things he’s seen
He’s caught in his silent song
He’s been silent for so long
With burning questions in his heart
Where is the end and where was my starting point
Noisy life
Now the lonely time
Still always at strife
The sun’s too far away to shine
Angel dust
Running through his veins
‘Cause he has lost his trust
And his life is tied in chains
Where we never were
Is where he’s always been
Living in his prayer
Many things he’s seen
He’s caught in his silent song
He’s been silent for so long
With burning questions in his heart
Where is the end and where was my starting point