I remember the winters, bitter and cold, The stories we whispered, the secrets we told. We thought we were giants, touching the sky, Before we learned how to fall and how to cry. But every stumble was a lesson learned,…devamıI remember the winters, bitter and cold,
The stories we whispered, the secrets we told.
We thought we were giants, touching the sky,
Before we learned how to fall and how to cry.
But every stumble was a lesson learned,
In the bridges we built and the ones we burned.
The horizon is calling, a vibrant shade of gold,
A story waiting for the truth to be told.
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today And then one day you find ten years have got behind you No one…devamıTired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the…devamıTicking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Really don't mind if you sit this one out. My words but a whisper — your deafness a shout. I may make you feel but I can't make you think. So you ride through the fields and you make all…devamıReally don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper — your deafness a shout.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
So you ride through the fields and you make all the games.
You take all the wise men in your hands.
You lock-up your daughters and you burn down your homes.
And you sign the paper to say which team you're on.
And the wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.…devamıTicking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
Night holds my thoughts they slip away Your shadow whispers begs to stay A broken truth beneath my skin I lose the fight you always win I chase the echoes of your voice As if my heart had any choice…devamıNight holds my thoughts they slip away
Your shadow whispers begs to stay
A broken truth beneath my skin
I lose the fight you always win
I chase the echoes of your voice
As if my heart had any choice
A silent scream I can't contain
Still bleeding where you carved your name
I fall I break but you remain
A haunting echo in my vein
No matter how far I try to flee
Your aching shadow follows me
My fears grow loud when lights go dim
They fill the space you left within
I breathe the past like borrowed air
And drowning memories everywhere
I fall I break but you remain
A haunting echo in my vein
No matter how far I try to flee
Your shadow follows me
Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain. You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today. And then one day you find ten years have got behind you. No one…devamıTired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.