Roya - Daniel Romano

Roya

How I search the holy vessel for your chamber

How I open up to any given stranger

Just to find you standing in some astral plane

Where there I'm no shadows

Roya

I am only but the memory of my body

I was searching all directions when you caught me

Laying breathless as I try to scream your name

Anywhere the wind would blow

Roya

My guardian of the soul

The empty days of old I think they're over

Or I smell oleander

From the grove

Roya

Your spirit is a dream that reaches daylight

Blossoming inside you 'til laid right on your tongue

To never tell no one you told me

I can hear it singing now

Roya

My guardian of the soul

The empty days of old I think they're over

Or I smell oleander from grove

Yes I smell oleander the

From grove