When the skies are wounded And a beacon's ceased to shine When dusk is coming all too soon
When we sometimes slip along the way When we're haunted by a word we should have said And all the things we should have done
There's a place to lay your head between the sun and moon Deep within the mind and underneath the skin Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye
Far beyond the sacred ground of an island in the stream Riding the sea, riding the sea Toward a secret place where our shadows sleep
When we're hurt, when we freeze When we get lost on hopeless seas When all our feelings seem to starve
When there's nothing left to rely on When we doubt, when we deny The pulse of sunlight in the ice
There's a place to lay your head between the sea and sky Deep within the mind and underneath the skin Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye
Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory Riding the waves, riding the waves Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep
We stood like statues In a wall of salt Unmoved and lost for words Never to forget
Clouds were drifting floats On endless midnight waves We were strangers in the night
There's a place to lay your head between the sea and sky Deep within the mind and underneath the skin Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye
Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory Riding the waves, riding the waves Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
