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Brushstrokes of Reunion Lyrics
I listened to the sound of your singing
Now the pain had reached
Its final limit
The colour of distance had found its mission
It was not a reminder
It was a vision, a vision
I was never ready to feel your pain
To understand the picture on my wall
But then you showed me the colour of your soul
A communication of your love
In brushstrokes of reunion
In brushstrokes of reunion
The garden will never look the same
So beautifully mundane
In comparison
You signed it with your name
Then gave it to me
A fragile inheritance, inheritance
I was never ready to feel your pain
To understand the picture on my wall
But then you showed me the colour of your soul
A communication of your love
In brushstrokes of reunion
In brushstrokes of reunion
In brushstrokes of reunion
In brushstrokes of reunion
Now the pain had reached
Its final limit
It was not a reminder
It was a vision, a vision
To understand the picture on my wall
But then you showed me the colour of your soul
A communication of your love
In brushstrokes of reunion
So beautifully mundane
In comparison
Then gave it to me
A fragile inheritance, inheritance
To understand the picture on my wall
But then you showed me the colour of your soul
A communication of your love
In brushstrokes of reunion
In brushstrokes of reunion
In brushstrokes of reunion
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Submitted by
mixtape45 On Jan 31, 2025
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