Lyrics write the road in music
Colours sail in the canvas
The tune beholds your hair around my shoulder
I bathe
The flower emerges from kisses
Your fingers paint
My body becomes your canvas
Your silence drowns in the ocean
Mist in your eyes turns
And what a tender waiting by the river
Like the water never stops
And the silver lines compose on riverbed
Smile is born from everywhere
The grass remembers drops from sky
As we walk inside
And your footprints follow the horizon
Immortal is your violin
Passionate is my grave
Flowers touch each other, the music thrust upon the door
While the song remembers dead ones, alive yet
Your beauty touches all the strings
And all the frozen ones whisper from the wall
I become your kite through the clouds
And your fingers call from miles away
When you hold the truth
Like the mountain holds the secret
Like the river holds her tears
I touch your moist eyes
And I sleep inside the morning thereafter
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