Confusion rules this shifting age
And uproar fills the town
My thoughts of you are drowning in the night
How could you know?
Why should you know me?
You gently nourish my dry skin
A drop of colour saves me from the fate I'm facing everyday
A single bloom
Piercing the snowdrift
How softly the springtime breezes sing
How deeply the distant mountain breath
There are so many things to show to you
Oh why does hate bring forth more hate?
A long abandoned fruit is hastening the process of decay
This country's starved
It's void of feeling
How softly the springtime breezes sing
How deeply the distant mountain breath
There are so many things to show to you
One of these days
Oh breezes sing
How deeply the distant mountain breath
There are so many things to show to you
(c)2002 Lyrics and music by HYDE, Haunted Records
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