Corridors – the vast seaside (Watch the waves break) We’re swept away And reabsorbed by the tide (The tide we yearned for) That no one seems to recall
(The shores, the night, the moon) Consumed by mistral I lie awaiting, I lie awaiting the chime Of seabirds flying about And rise above
Cold is the tide We’re buried and soaked United we sink into the ocean Still there was a time We used to be gods Those times are dead Tide against us
With no direction We walked the same shores The cold bit like fire Tide against us
Chaos, our last chance To be carried away by the storm
Cold is the tide We’re buried and soaked United we sink into the ocean Still there was a time We used to be gods Those times are dead Tide against us Cold is the tide We’re buried and soaked United we sink into the ocean Still there was a time We used to be gods Those times are dead Tide against us
(The shores, the night, the moon) Consumed by mistral I lie awaiting, I lie awaiting your eyes I lie, I lie, I lie awaiting your eyes I lie, I lie, I lie awaiting your eyes I lie, I lie, I lie awaiting your eyes I lie, I lie, I lie awaiting your eyes
I lie, I lie, I lie awaiting your eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
