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Dana Lyons: Guitar and Vocal
Bob Packwood: Synthesizer
Lyrics
DRYING TEARS
By Dana Lyons
From the cold blue, to the pale gray
Spreading orange, fire red
Melting yellows, rising whiteness
Fading colors, quiet blue
There’s a time in every era
When the rock tears flesh from the bone
Comes a wave of persecution
Driving people away from their homes
Comes the cold wind
Come the hard times
Come the generals
Comes the war
Closing bridges
Closing classrooms
Closing eyes
And closing doors
Burdened women
Bundled children
Bursting baggage
Tired men
Trudging roadways
Sailing long days
Leaving family
Leaving friends
Changing landscape
Changing language
Changing seasons
Mark the years
Leaving photos
Yellow clippings
Fading memories
Drying tears
Copyright by Dana Lyons
Lyons Brothers Music, BMI