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Does anyone know the meaning of "Angels Under a Violet Sky" written in Punjabi?
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A message from the fruits of an angel says I am mystery,
A cut in the arm of a tragic figure from the lies of literature,
Observing from the outside looking in,
It's ok to be silent and wait,
It's ok to feel the fear in your feet rise up to your throat,
I allow this, I am
A ghost from another time listening in.
Not my words,
Words from the wrong fingers.
You are the wrong person,
I throw the mask away, I do not need this!
With hands on face, I am shuddering in the circle of three
A small girl's voice is saying, 'I don't think I can take this anym....'
A set up situation is occuring, there is no criticism (apparently)
Just my father appearing from the lips of male resentment
Anger is your core. They try to pursuade me I am angry,
I am trying to be full of light, they suggest I cannot hear things about myself
That shatter the state of all-knowing,
You are my blind spot, if you go now
I will be ok, just let there be no ending, don't give me an ending -
lets dissolve into ashes and blow away,
and land on earth for stronger lovers to lie on,
I think you were mine for a brief time
but it's all totally pointless.
No more thinking, onwards and downwards.
A message from the fruits of an angel says I am mystery,
A cut in the arm of a tragic figure from the lies of literature,
Observing from the outside looking in,
It's ok to be silent and wait,
It's ok to feel the fear in your feet rise up to your throat,
I allow this, I am
A ghost from another time listening in.
Not my words,
Words from the wrong fingers.
You are the wrong person,
I throw the mask away, I do not need this!
With hands on face, I am shuddering in the circle of three
A small girl's voice is saying, 'I don't think I can take this anym....'
A set up situation is occuring, there is no criticism (apparently)
Just my father appearing from the lips of male resentment
Anger is your core. They try to pursuade me I am angry,
I am trying to be full of light, they suggest I cannot hear things about myself
That shatter the state of all-knowing,
You are my blind spot, if you go now
I will be ok, just let there be no ending, don't give me an ending -
lets dissolve into ashes and blow away,
and land on earth for stronger lovers to lie on,
I think you were mine for a brief time
but it's all totally pointless.
No more thinking, onwards and downwards.