Pier Morandi - Beyond the Night

There's a land running through dreams
Where a loser flies a kite
Veiled by old sleeping streams
Flowing just beyond the night
Summer days winter nights mark the same deserted road
Sunny days gloomy nights face the sound of memory
Oh my memory
Like a rising tide
All my memories
Now are painted blue
Just beyond the night
I'm a forest burned to ashes
I'm the nakedness of the landless
I am screams of pain fading along the abandoned road
I am bleeding eyes facing the sound of memory
Oh my memory
Like a rising tide
All my memories
Now are painted blue
Just beyond the night

Written by:
Pier Morandi

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