Desert of Rain
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โฑ๏ธ 4:28 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Life in the desert of rain
We are the people who live on this plain
Waking and sleeping, we wander alone
Through the wind, the sand and the stones
And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
To pleasure our eyes in the cold
No long-ago songs to poison our souls
And tomorrow never unfolds
(Oure homes is the desert of rain)
Here are no paintings
Here spin no tales
Here lives no poet
There's no hiding ourselves
Hard are the flints of our hearts
They link us together and keep us apart
My path crossed yours in the dark
We touched and both saw the spark
And the spark grew to flame and white heat
As our spirits awoke to a thundering beat
And the drums sings the language of time
Where your rivers flow into mine
(A glow is in the desert of rain)
Here is a painting
Here spins a tale
Here is a poem
Here's a shelter for us
You move on, you move on
Beyond the horizon you're gone
And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
But I'm cold, I'm freezing cold
And cold is the blade that cuts deep
From the shadows of you to my waking sleep
And the drums says a tale has been born
While I live like a flame in a storm
(I lost my home in the desert of rain)
You'll be painting
You'll be the tale
You'll be the poem
I will tell to myself
We are the people who live on this plain
Waking and sleeping, we wander alone
Through the wind, the sand and the stones
And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
To pleasure our eyes in the cold
No long-ago songs to poison our souls
And tomorrow never unfolds
(Oure homes is the desert of rain)
Here are no paintings
Here spin no tales
Here lives no poet
There's no hiding ourselves
Hard are the flints of our hearts
They link us together and keep us apart
My path crossed yours in the dark
We touched and both saw the spark
And the spark grew to flame and white heat
As our spirits awoke to a thundering beat
And the drums sings the language of time
Where your rivers flow into mine
(A glow is in the desert of rain)
Here is a painting
Here spins a tale
Here is a poem
Here's a shelter for us
You move on, you move on
Beyond the horizon you're gone
And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
But I'm cold, I'm freezing cold
And cold is the blade that cuts deep
From the shadows of you to my waking sleep
And the drums says a tale has been born
While I live like a flame in a storm
(I lost my home in the desert of rain)
You'll be painting
You'll be the tale
You'll be the poem
I will tell to myself
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.32] Life in the desert of rain
[00:22.73] We are the people who live on this plain
[00:26.58] Waking and sleeping, we wander alone
[00:30.57] Through the wind, the sand and the stones
[00:34.05] And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
[00:37.89] To pleasure our eyes in the cold
[00:41.63] No long-ago songs to poison our souls
[00:44.97] And tomorrow never unfolds
[00:48.96] (Oure homes is the desert of rain)
[00:52.45] Here are no paintings
[00:56.23] Here spin no tales
[00:59.75] Here lives no poet
[01:03.14] There's no hiding ourselves
[01:12.90] Hard are the flints of our hearts
[01:16.16] They link us together and keep us apart
[01:20.47] My path crossed yours in the dark
[01:23.81] We touched and both saw the spark
[01:27.48] And the spark grew to flame and white heat
[01:31.05] As our spirits awoke to a thundering beat
[01:34.41] And the drums sings the language of time
[01:38.23] Where your rivers flow into mine
[01:41.71] (A glow is in the desert of rain)
[01:45.67] Here is a painting
[01:49.59] Here spins a tale
[01:53.09] Here is a poem
[01:56.39] Here's a shelter for us
[02:46.72] You move on, you move on
[02:51.23] Beyond the horizon you're gone
[02:54.58] And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
[02:58.25] But I'm cold, I'm freezing cold
[03:02.04] And cold is the blade that cuts deep
[03:05.70] From the shadows of you to my waking sleep
[03:09.29] And the drums says a tale has been born
[03:12.92] While I live like a flame in a storm
[03:16.58] (I lost my home in the desert of rain)
[03:20.95] You'll be painting
[03:24.32] You'll be the tale
[03:27.91] You'll be the poem
[03:31.52] I will tell to myself
[03:47.29]
[00:22.73] We are the people who live on this plain
[00:26.58] Waking and sleeping, we wander alone
[00:30.57] Through the wind, the sand and the stones
[00:34.05] And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
[00:37.89] To pleasure our eyes in the cold
[00:41.63] No long-ago songs to poison our souls
[00:44.97] And tomorrow never unfolds
[00:48.96] (Oure homes is the desert of rain)
[00:52.45] Here are no paintings
[00:56.23] Here spin no tales
[00:59.75] Here lives no poet
[01:03.14] There's no hiding ourselves
[01:12.90] Hard are the flints of our hearts
[01:16.16] They link us together and keep us apart
[01:20.47] My path crossed yours in the dark
[01:23.81] We touched and both saw the spark
[01:27.48] And the spark grew to flame and white heat
[01:31.05] As our spirits awoke to a thundering beat
[01:34.41] And the drums sings the language of time
[01:38.23] Where your rivers flow into mine
[01:41.71] (A glow is in the desert of rain)
[01:45.67] Here is a painting
[01:49.59] Here spins a tale
[01:53.09] Here is a poem
[01:56.39] Here's a shelter for us
[02:46.72] You move on, you move on
[02:51.23] Beyond the horizon you're gone
[02:54.58] And the rain flashes glimmers of gold
[02:58.25] But I'm cold, I'm freezing cold
[03:02.04] And cold is the blade that cuts deep
[03:05.70] From the shadows of you to my waking sleep
[03:09.29] And the drums says a tale has been born
[03:12.92] While I live like a flame in a storm
[03:16.58] (I lost my home in the desert of rain)
[03:20.95] You'll be painting
[03:24.32] You'll be the tale
[03:27.91] You'll be the poem
[03:31.52] I will tell to myself
[03:47.29]