Laura's Aura (Combustible Edison)

Twilight turns to evening Evening turns to morning Laura doesn't heed them Doesn't hear their warning Laura, never will she marry Born to wander till she dies Life for her is just a misty blur She needs no home, her shelter is the sky Echoes from her bedroom Is she laughing, is she crying None will know the answer On her cheeks the tears are drying Laura, she's a thing of beauty Beauty loves her most of all Some fine day when she is old and gray She'll rest in peace behind her garden walls Laura...