Cascades of Colour (Wamdue Black Mix) - Ananda Project/Gaelle
Lyrics by：Chris Brann
Composed by：Chris Brann
Produced by：Chris Brann
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
But when night falls
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
But the music
The music is your beacon back to dry land
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
But when night falls
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
But the music
The music is your beacon back to dry land
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
But when night falls
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
But the music
The music is your beacon back to dry land
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
But when night falls
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
But the music
The music is your beacon back to dry land
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
The music is your beacon back to dry land
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
But when night falls
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
But the music
The music is your beacon back to dry land
And at sunrise
And at sunset
But when night falls
But the music
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunrise
Cascades of color slip right through your hands
And at sunset
Your castle's in the clouds turn back into sand
But when night falls
You'll find your swept away with no helping hand
But the music
The music is your beacon back to dry land
