Kangaroo Love

Описание: Music. A song of anguish, anger & an unexpected dream that was once real... with a little twist.

Lyrics:

I saw you standing where the light meets the dark
A vision of a dream that left a permanent mark
But now I sit 'alone'in the garden weve grown
A 'lone' survivor of a love once known
The only 'one' left to pick up the stone.

You were the answer to a prayer I never made
Then you vanished like a ghost into the shade
Now I feel 'separated' from the life we shared
Watching every 'part' of me become stripped and bared
Like a branch that’s been 'pared* and left *unprepared.

I try to wash the memories from my heavy head
To 'expurgate 'the ghost of every word you said
I 'purge' the silences that fill up our bed
Seeking a love that was 'pure' instead of misled
But the silence is a hunger that cannot be fed.

My heart was always 'frangible', built out of glass
Becoming more 'fragile 'as the seasons pass
A 'frail' little thing shivering under the grass
I watch our old photos start to 'deteriorate'
Watching the hope within me slowly 'die'
As the roots of my spirit begin to 'rot' and lie.

You were the answer to a prayer I never made
Then you vanished like a ghost into the shade
Now I feel 'separated' from the life we shared
Watching every 'part' of me become stripped and bared
Like a branch that’s been 'pared* and left *unprepared.

There is a 'loneliness' that swallows the light
A sudden 'loss' in the middle of the night
The 'oneness' of being is my only right
Once I 'feasted' on the joy of your face
I was 'fed' by your beauty and held by your grace
But I 'ate' the last crumbs of this empty place.

You were the answer to a prayer I never made
Then you vanished like a ghost into the shade
Now I feel 'separated' from the life we shared
Watching every 'part' of me become stripped and bared
Like a branch that’s been 'pared* and left *unprepared.

There is a 'loneliness' that swallows the light
A sudden 'loss' in the middle of the night
The 'oneness' of being is my only right
Once I 'feasted' on the joy of your face
I was 'fed' by your beauty and held by your grace
But I 'ate' the last crumbs of this empty place.

You were the answer to a prayer I never made