Cyrus The White Rabbit

By September (1995)
On album Erasmia Pulcella (1995)

Erasmia Pulcella
Walking
Just walking

I love (Expecting to fall) the candle
Holder (I walk on) you gave me
Inside it sits a pink one
You found at that rummage sale (It's all like a dream)

Being washed away by the waves
It will never stop
And if I am dreaming
I never shall wake, never

It sits (Never) crooked
Like your smile (Never shall wake)
Always crooked (Never)
Like your... (Never)

Smile!

I can no longer touch you with my blood-stained hands
It's all on the floor in puddles, in puddles on the floor
I can no longer touch you with my blood-stained hands
On the floor in puddles, blood-stained hands on the floor in puddles

Walking
Just walking
Expecting to fall
I walk on
It's only distance
Being washed away
Being washed away
It's all I could dream
It's all I could be and dream
It will never stop
Expecting to fall, I walk on
I walk on

It's only distance
Just three thousand miles, lover
Somewhere in Kansas, like two kites flying
I'll meet you there, like two kites flying
That's why I learned to fly

I have no excuse
The words are there
And I am here
And you are there
Three thousand
Miles
From
A smile

It's only distance, love, it's only distance
Soon I will be there
I'll meet you there
It's only three thousand miles

Walking
Just walking
Expecting to fall
I walk on

So where is home?
It's where you are
So where is home?
It's where you are
Three thousand miles

And if I am dreaming, I never shall wake
Never, never

Go back to main blog post

Not the right song? Post your comment for help

Showing search results from SongSearch