She Died In June Testo

Dies !Purple skies !
Down the lane !
Treads on the emerald lawn !
I wonder, where is she now ?
I can't wait,
To meet her eyes !
So awake !
Chill before the warmth !

Swift clouds in the distance, the first ray of light
Trying to look at straight, in her hollow eyes
Mine filled up with tears as I thought about,
Those moments we shared, under the setting sun.
So we went to the tunnel, where Amy lies,
I was so afraid, not knowing what would raise from the dark,
Light slowly fell upon her bed, as she woke up,
She stands like a statue, She glitters like gold.