Name: 2th day of august
Duration: 5 min 45 s
Channel: Spectral eye
Description: Free MP3 download! Licensing options are available for this track. Pure piano, distorted guitars and spectral voice, for an auditive experience beyond standard music

2th day of august

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Pure piano, distorted guitars and spectral voice, for an auditive experience beyond standard music

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Spectral Eye

Imagine a ghost is watching you. A ghost invisible and silent, glancing your emotions, feeling your deepest feelings. And now, imagine that ghost can wri

Song Info

Genre

Metal • Goth Metal

Charts

Peak #130

Peak in subgenre #7

Author

Spectral eye

Uploaded

January 25, 2007

Track Files

MP3

MP3 4.7 MB • 128 kbps • 5:45

Story behind the song

This song tell about the story of an old woman, selling plastic flower in the corner of a central road.
So old and poor, yet so clean and pure, she touched my soul with her heteless glance.

Lyrics

2TH DAY OF AUGUST

She was sitting in the corner
she was selling cartoon flowers
she was old and probably cold
she was clean and far from home

She had them lain down on a cloth
she had made them the day before
she had the smell of love and food
she was clean and far from home

You're so beautifu you know?
a son stole your money for drugs
you made your flowers yesterday
without hate for him alone

You're so beautiful you know?
in the corner of a road
you made your flowers at home
without hate for the love of your son

And I wanted to buy your flower
And I came so near to you
That i could see the pain and ruin
That life had lain on you

And so beautiful you were
And so clean your flowers were
I' coudn't touch your hand
I couldn't stare in your eyes

So I ran away from you
from your plastic flowers made
of such a pure mother love
of such painfull love for your son

So I ran away and never
could find again your old cloth
You never came back to that corner
I never could have one of your flowers

Untill a day I walked that street
the same corner since then yours
I saw empty as it always was
but that empltyness was cold

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