There's a breeze that's blowin' in from the land. Instead of salt air all we breathe in is sand. Crippled the cloud that once brought the rain. Good job, now we'll never see our coasts again.
You always had what you wanted. So leave it behind. And if the glass isn't broken. Then the future's not blind. . All that you know. Means nothing to you.
You always had what you wanted. So leave it behind. And if the glass isn't broken. Then the future's not blind. . All that you know. Means nothing to you.
This lonely existence paves the way. For the hard of hearts must beat, be brave. While this quiet lightning storm. Wrecks the harvest gold we try to sow.