Force of The Shore
Appearance is deceptive so perfect in disguise.
There's more than what you see.
A semblance is protective,
a blinder for the eyes,
a place to hide and flee.
Flee and you'll never see
what you're going to be
if you throw away the key.
The truth from the past you can't make it last.
Appearance is deceptive so perfect in disguise.
There's more than what you see.
A semblance is protective,
a blinder for the eyes,
a place to hide and flee.
Flee and you'll never see
what you're going to be
if you throw away the key.
The truth from the past you can't make it last.
Beyond the shore the sea is filled up
with sentiment and strength.
Here lie the thoughts imprisoned,
a field of forces and laments.
How can we hide here?
We need to change our ways.
How can we tell lies here?
We turn our eyes away
from the truth,
from the past.
You cannot make it last.
Appearance is deceptive so perfect in disguise.
There's more than what you see.
A semblance is protective,
a blinder for the eyes,
a place to hide and flee.
If you do not cease to run away from truth,
you will never see the shadow of your dying youth.
A fa'ade is what we all possess
but on the inside it stays a mess.
Superficial changes won't recall the past.
Don't deny the clock is ticking
and it's racing fast.
Fading tokens of our latter days
make us think we need to change our ways.
Deep, the feelings hide.
They're wasted from within
and my shell will never break.
The truth from the past you can't make it last.
Beyond the shore the sea is filled up
with sentiment and strength.
Here lie the thoughts imprisoned,
a field of forces and laments.
Beyond the shore the sea is filled up
with sentiment and strength.
Here lie the thoughts imprisoned,
a field of forces and laments.
Appearance is deceptive so perfect in disguise.
A place to flee and hide and run away.
Lift the shadow.
