Lady of Marble
Álvaro Rubio Chousa
Lady white walking out the lake
Made of marble and morphing glass
Plays me a song of forgotten age
As she says "Focus on the waves"
Laying down, soaking up the sound
Felt it run through the soil and grass
As she said that heaven's made of sonic waves
I’ve been blessed and realize this song's alive
Lady white walking out the lake
Made of marble and morphing glass
As she said that heaven's made of sonic waves
I’ve been blessed and realize this song's alive