Perry Blake - Anouska
Moments come, moments go
There is nothing else
I will hide in this lifetime of ignorance
Nouska-anouska I want to come home
Nouska-anouska I feel so alone
Voice of God comforts some
When a love dissolves
Voice of God comforts none
When a child’s stillborn
Nouska-anouska I want to come home
Nouska-anouska I feel so alone
I recall a thousand english hands
They were praying for an avalanche
Nouska-anouska I’ve been so alone
Nouska-anouska I want to come home
I belong to where the angels die
Long before they even learn to fly
I recall a hundred summer days
Summer girls I knew would never stay
I belong to where the angels die
Long before they even learn to fly
Nouska-anouska I want to come home
Nouska-anouska I feel so alone