"The Azalea Festival" as written by John C. Lombardo and Mary Jeanne Ramsey....
Like strangers on the road
A distant view
I saw someone who looked like you

My blood ran chill as snow
My body shook
I'd only thought where not to look

I've hung the sky with stars
With stars in hopes you came
I called you by
I called you by your childhood name
Tears raining in my heart
My heart a funeral kiss
I never thought
I never thought it'd end like this

Not you alone, you won't delay
Or wound the dawning of the day
Not you alone, this voice was screaming
A ray of hope, get up, stop dreaming

Joined hands and downcast eyes,
The curious crowd,
Very angry, very loud

The saddest of farewells
The pouring rain
A ticket on an empty train

Not you alone, you won't delay
Or wound the dawning of the day
Not you alone, this voice was screaming
A ray of hope, get up, stop dreaming
Oh, I am too near
I am too near, so much to lose
I wonder how, how she'll take the news

Like emeralds from the sky
The sky, the green pier lights
How children would
How children would have loved those sights
Hearts ticking through the night
The night the morning bells
The wait for death
The wait for death in shore hotels

Not you alone, you won't delay
Or wound the dawning of the day
Not you alone, this voice was screaming
A ray of hope, get up, stop dreaming
Oh, I am too near
I am too near, so much to lose,
I wonder how, how she'll take the news.

Coffins with sails set by the brave
Sharp pointed spears around each grave
Not you alone
Not you alone
Not you alone
Not you alone
Not you alone.


Lyrics submitted by wildflowerfever

The Azalea Festival song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain