Heathaze

1. No cloud, a sleepy calm

Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, and trees

With rustling leaves, only endless days without a care

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Nothing must be done

2. Silent, as a day can be

Far off sounds of others on their chosen run

As they do, all those things they feel give a life some meaning

Even if they're dull

It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world

As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere

R: The trees and I are shaken by, the same winds but whereas

The trees will lose their withered leaves

I just can't seem to let them loose

And they can't refresh me, those hot winds of the south

Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

3. Now the light is fading fast,

chances slip away a time will come

to pass, when there'll be none then addicted to a perfumed poison,

betrayed by its aftertaste

Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return

Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own

*: Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line

Into a dried up river bed

But don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you

Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way

I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place

R: The trees...

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I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place