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Echoes on the Breeze

from The Gilded Age by Velaraas

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Guest vocal by Sean Gestson of When They Invade
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I have been alone
For so long that I can't
Remember what it feels like
To be in your arms

I can't describe
The silence inside me
When I look out into the night sky
At the stars

I held your hand
As the life drained from you
I still recall the affliction
Consuming the light behind your eyes

My heart is an old dried well
Barren as the plains
Since the blight in your veins
Led to your gastly demise

I can hear you crying out
Your voice echoes on the breeze
From a whisper to a shout
Till you're screaming through the trees

This prairie I will roam
I will never see my home
One thing that comforts me
Is to walk with you in dreams

Each night I wait for dawn
Alone with my grief
A weight on my chest
Crushing the life from me

When in the end
Sleep takes me
I close my eyes
And your face is the first thing I see

Each day is a nightmare
And I can't wake up
I feel your presence beside me
I look but you're nowhere to be found

Joanna the passing of years
Has not been kind
My existence defined
By a sorrow so profound

I can see you in the sun
Feel the warmth of your embrace
But no matter where I run
It is you I can't replace

This prairie I will roam
I will never see my home
One thing that comforts me
Is to walk with you in dreams

In my dreams you're still the same
Golden hair and emerald eyes
Planting flowers in the spring
See them buried in the snow

I wake calling out your name
As the memory of you dies
I can hear you whispering,
"You can't take me with you, let me go."

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from The Gilded Age, released March 7, 2015

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Progressive metal spanning the Pacific Northwest and Mountain West.

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