Speaking in Lampblack Lyrics & Tabs by Echolyn
Speaking in Lampblack
guitar chords lyrics
You speak to me across our living time where words hang on and on.
They hold me still, in the moonlit charge.
You hold me still.
Chi crederia che sotto forme umane e sotto queste pastorali spoglie fosse nascosto un Dio? Non mica un...
There's a sound of a million voices right beside a window view.
And the pulse of the static drumming slips down past, unaware.
But she remembers the moon tonight,
when everything turns around all right.
There was something she wanted to say.
In the trails of the lampblack burning is just smoke that stains the walls.
And she recalls the breaking of patterns
and the spells that once were real and held so true.
But she remembers the moon tonight,
when everything turns around all right.
There was something she wanted to say.
But she remembers the moon tonight,
when everything turns around all right.
There was something she wanted to say.
Everything comes around at once again.
There's something she wanted to say.
I would hold our sacred moments dear to my heart, close to me.
I would keep you in my morning if I'm lost and fail to see.
If we fall where words are stranded, I would reach for only you.
And shout across the fear we're holding to pull you back to me again.
Hear me call.
Everything comes around at once again.
There's something she wanted to say. Oh yeah.
Everything comes around at once again.
There's something she wanted to say.
Hey Love, let the summer invade you
and open every doorway to your heart.
Hey Love, let every season embrace you.
Just look around and see everything is blended as one.
You speak to me across our living time where words hang on and on.
They hold me still, in the moonlit charge.
You hold me still.
Unspoken words, too late to be heard.
Out of touch and blurred. Out of time and place.
Time has no name and regret has no meaning.
Time has no name and regret has no meaning.
We've said what we should have.
We've seen what we could have but we've heard so late.
Too Late. Too Late. Too Late. No no no.
Time has no name and regret has no meaning.
Time has no name and regret has no meaning.
Unspoken words, too late to be heard.
Out of touch and blurred. Out of time and place.
You hold me still.
