waves - haven
Something told me I was staying up too much Craving silences that could poison my blood Hasn't this always been just talk Faded writings on the wall Memories have always played in the back of The mind of those who love to live in spite of Having a better place to go Than suffering the real world And there I go, up the golden Road Collecting bits of precious gravel I follow the traces of the days I remember being genuinely unafraid I remember crashing through the waves Like they were made for me To make me stay Something told me I was being too ignorant Living life like it was based on movies and Little did I know it was an escape In itself, but it's too late Because there I go, up the golden Road Collecting bits of precious gravel I follow the traces of the days I remember being genuinely unafraid I remember crashing through the waves Like they were made for me To make me stay I confess I tend to turn down sounds I don't like I confess I tend to...