Brushstrokes of Reunion

Brushstrokes of Reunion - Manic Street Preachers

Lyrics by：James Dean Bradfield/Nick Jones/Sean Moore

Composed by：James Dean Bradfield/Nick Jones/Sean Moore

Produced by：Dave Eringa/Loz Williams

I listened to the sound of your singing

Now the pain had reached

Its final limit

The colour of distance had found its mission

It was not a reminder

It was a vision a vision

I was never ready to feel your pain

To understand the picture on my wall

But then you showed me the colour of your soul

A communication of your love

In brushstrokes of reunion

In brushstrokes of reunion

The garden will never look the same

So beautifully mundane

In comparison

You signed it with your name

Then gave it to me

A fragile inheritance inheritance

I was never ready to feel your pain

To understand the picture on my wall

But then you showed me the colour of your soul

A communication of your love

In brushstrokes of reunion

In brushstrokes of reunion

In brushstrokes of reunion

In brushstrokes of reunion