Red Ink-Sara Jackson-Holman

[ti:Red Ink] [ar:Sara Jackson-Holman] [al:When You Dream] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Red Ink - Sara Jackson-Holman [00:18.96]These walls encroach upon me silently aproach me [00:22.07]Done every way but without a sound [00:24.34] [00:25.07]Thoughts abound time we will miss so I taste [00:27.57]Makes me yearn to be free yearn to see the light again [00:30.82] [00:48.63]The air bloated with greed for unreachable things [00:52.02]Past your eyes I can't trust they're so full of lies [00:55.17]Fine words fall from your mouth like dust [00:58.18]They're pretty but I'm waiting for the rain cuz they'll rust [01:01.36] [01:03.54]Words pulse like blood through the corridors of my heart [01:08.87] [01:10.09]They pulse and pound taking me worlds apart [01:14.97] [01:16.45]From my pen the red ink ebbs and it flows [01:21.30] [01:22.28]Paper stained with my yearnings to be free [01:27.39] [01:42.73]Fog falls at the galls they smuggle cigarettes [01:45.78]Reducing to a mere silouette [01:48.34] [01:48.99]I watch them shape shift through the fog laced city [01:52.13]Makes me yearn to be free yearn to see the sun again [01:54.98] [01:57.30]Words pulse like blood through the corridors of my heart [02:02.79] [02:03.91]They pulse and pound taking me worlds apart [02:08.65] [02:10.15]From my pen the red ink ebbs and it flows [02:16.50]Paper stained with my yearnings to be free [02:20.41] [02:21.94]Words pulse like blood through the corridors of my heart [02:27.44] [02:28.48]They pulse and pound taking me worlds apart [02:33.51] [02:34.81]From my pen the red ink ebbs and it flows [02:40.72]Paper stained with my yearnings to be free