Standing on the shore Waiting for the ship in call There?s something in the way I move That keeps them on their own
A star explodes a storm A billion seasons born A shock to the waves I know breaking far from shore
Don?t want to talk All I hear is noise... Don't want to talk
The future?s in my hands I hold it in my palms Engrave it in the leylines running Right down her arms
Speak in silent tongues Lives reflect the times The ghost and the shadows fill The living scene
Don?t want to talk All I hear is noise Don't want to talk
Don't want to talk...
Don't want to talk...
Don't want to talk...
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