Daniel Lemma - Another one of the composer belonging to the land of Sweden. Soft and with a bit of jazz cum blues, talking about the HAZE figuratively. A short and sweet song with very meaningful lyrics. Jango provides a better version of the song. You Tube has a live but crappy version. Hope anyone does not get put off by it, rather look out the actual version to savor its beauty to its full
YouTube Link Part1 Part2
I clung to a delicate straw
It broke in my hand
Now I'm at the mercy of strangers
In a foreign land
Now I'm waiting on guidance
-I'm waiting on a sign
Now I'm running for my life
But there's nowhere to run
The ground shook and rumbled
Rippled miles around
My eyes screaming with terror
But I'm not making a sound
Should we stumble
Should we loose our ways
Much too late now to matter
Now we're lost in the haze
Ain't no two ways about it
We sank like a stone
Now I'm looking at ashes
And scars cover my bones
Should we stumble
Should we loose our ways
Much too late now to matter
Now we're lost in the haze
YouTube Link Part1 Part2
I clung to a delicate straw
It broke in my hand
Now I'm at the mercy of strangers
In a foreign land
Now I'm waiting on guidance
-I'm waiting on a sign
Now I'm running for my life
But there's nowhere to run
The ground shook and rumbled
Rippled miles around
My eyes screaming with terror
But I'm not making a sound
Should we stumble
Should we loose our ways
Much too late now to matter
Now we're lost in the haze
Ain't no two ways about it
We sank like a stone
Now I'm looking at ashes
And scars cover my bones
Should we stumble
Should we loose our ways
Much too late now to matter
Now we're lost in the haze
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