Ingrid Laterum - Mixture

Music & Lyrics: Ingrid Laterum MIXTURE Cold mornings Clear air cutting through my lungs A brightness that burned Who could have known? Years later We hid beneath a tree Sheltering from the rain After the last exam We rode away on our bikes Leaving the city behind A group of strangers stopped us We joined their party Who could have known? A chapel for lost saints A chapel for you I can’t recall if that was The last time I saw your eyes "The artist removed the sculpture from his own face for damaging the pavement It’s unknown if the gap will be filled with grass or a wooden face" The papers said that I copied the words Just for you A dream of youth Cold dawns Blinding days And a fan spinning on the ceiling Memories betray They only show what you want And hide the quiet cruelty Of what was That night was a mixture The last time I dreamed of you We were young Is there age now?