Kaipa

Electric Leaves

Kaipa


Deadly silence in the tunnel
Like the pitch-black bottom of a stream
Nubian swimmer, lost for words,
A flexing mountain ghost in a dream 
Fighting madly to reach the banks 
Now holding on to all that seems real
Feel the branches leaning out 
On overhanging trees 
The flood passing the

Tide of events on their way 
The distant sound like from electric leaves 
They're burning high upon a hill 
Embrace the early frozen spring 
While all the stars are chucking down their spears
Into the soundtrack of our lives

Floating sideways down the stream 
Preparing for the final goodbye
Feeling naked, lost and lonely
With all your prayers being denied
Then you'll hear the roaring thunder 
Of the fire mountain beneath 
Find a way out of the darkness
To the spirits of the valleys and the

Tide of events on their way 
The distant sound like from electric leaves 
They're burning high upon a hill 
Embrace the early frozen spring 
While all the stars are chucking down their spears
Into the soundtrack of our lives

Sound like from electric leaves 
The distant sound like from electric leaves
They're burning high upon a hill
Embrace the early frozen spring
While all the stars are chucking down their spears
Into the soundtrack of our lives
Into the soundtrack of our lives