Aphra Taylor - Red Lyrics

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At the old place
My weary eyes met the landscape
And upon
The darkening grass
Four red points made a spark
A young mind
Has met the outside
In the gloom across the room was the blue light
And that
Was the first time
That passion filled eyes met mine
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere archway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
But all I can feel is a heartbeat
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere pathway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
On the orange ice field where hearts hurt
And back
At the old place
Two dark figures formed my face
And memories
Swam under the sun
As I lay in the breeze of being young
And the only orange back then was brick
Looking out from a wall to us a cliff
And I've seen so many other eyes shine
But seen so many more
Devoid of life
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere archway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
But all I can feel is a heartbeat
And I want to go back to those days
Because now my own mind is a mere pathway
And I search for your eyes in the darkness
On the orange ice field where hearts hurt
And back
At the old place
My weary eyes met the landscape
And that
Was the first time
That life filled eyes met mine