Tana Montana Lyrics

In echoes' gallery, hearts as canvas part

Brush stroke, a rift, solitude's art

Memories merge and fade, a silent plea

She's changing and my shadow found its sea

Tana Montana, my essence claimed its realm

A bitter stroke of luck, so beneath my helm

Tana Montana, through each stroke of the brush

My spirit found its flux, Julian blanket hush

Moonlight critiques, shadows learn their steps

Her absence, a loom, where silence wept

In the quiet aftermath, a world unfurls

The departure, the map to my pearls

Tana Montana, my essence claimed its realm

A bitter stroke of luck, so beneath my helm

Tana Montana, through each stroke of the brush

My spirit found its flux, Julian blanket hush

Tana Montana, my essence claimed its realm

A bitter stroke of luck, so beneath my helm

Tana Montana, through each stroke of the brush

My spirit found its flux, Julian blanket hush