Cannon-Fire Orange-POOR OLD LU

Sailing away Towards uncertainties Uncertain seas Change today Traveled to that land Took it all second hand I fought for cover Then I ran, ran, ran Found a love colored me whole No more cannon-fire orange, Cannon-fire orange, cannon-fire orange Does the flower drown In the winter swon? Or go away Never again to show? Can it be found Below the frail ground? When we look away Is it around? For now I see what needs to be No more cannon-fire orange, Cannon-fire orange, cannon-fire orange I’m counting the days To discover the ways How the fire turns cold Like I’ve been told The flame burns the tree I don’t know what to be ‘Someone’ holding the match ‘Someone’ is me So I cannot stand Without the help of His hand No more cannon-fire orange, Cannon-fire orange, cannon-fire orange [[Category:Poor Old Lu]]

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