torsdag 24 juli 2008

Low ebb

I heard a calling
from miles beyond the grave
what was it saying?
i could not make out a word

Shiver in the cold night and in your troubled mind
darkness has enveloped in your heart
and stolen lustre from your eyes.
still you hold on as the light is fading out.

Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away.

It feels like the last strand of summer
it feels like the end of the day
nothing to get up for tomorrow
everything caught in decay

Shiver in the cold night and in your troubled mind
darkness has enveloped in your heart
and stole the lustre from your eyes
still you hold on
as the light is fading out

Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
ebbing away

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