Anona from Telepathy by Les Hayden

Her name is Anona, but she doesn’t answer to that
A soul like an ocean and grin like a Cheshire cat
She squeaks when she speaks in a voice that is made out of jam
And all Occam’s razor would say is there’s another, the end

I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
Beneath it the sweetness has faded away
I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil

There’s nought wrong with speaking, we’re friendly, I’m barely aware
There is no commotion, an ocean away from affair
But between the lines there might be something more that was said
And I’d be a liar if I hoped it was all in my head

I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
Beneath it the sweetness has faded away
I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
Beneath it the sweetness has faded away
I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil

• Acoustic
• acoustic folk
• ambient
• gentle
• Leicester