Echoing Green
Album: The Story of Our Lives - EP
Track: Seaside
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Seaside Lyrics All the flowers in the field of hours,
Have withered away.
And the sky that used to light our lives,
Is ashen grey.
As the clouds kiss the faultline,
And look back as if to say...
"There's nothing to see here..."
There's nothing to feel here.
And our dreams left like children,
By the wayside.
And our psalms sung like secrets,
By the seaside.
Could heaven come more quickly.
And lift us from the embers
And the cinders, that we remember
Of the fires that killed our hearts.
And left us withered and grey.
There's a tear inside of all our lives,
That time won't mend.
There's a shroud around our saddened eyes,
Here at the end.
Yet our hopes shine like beacons
In the half-light.
And our prayers - violent whispers
By the seaside.
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