Stuttering Songtext
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Another ten swallowed by the sea my friend.
All the irony drifts along in the tides again.
Here is your lifetime, suspended between your hands.
Seasons run together, so many years have passed.
Distance sculpts a flawless scene of the frayed and frenzied path.
Don't be left stuttering about the times that cannot last.
Walk to the end of the road, the blurred lives passing through. They drift and surge as they unwind, the changing of the hands and of minds.
All the irony drifts along in the tides again.
Here is your lifetime, suspended between your hands.
Seasons run together, so many years have passed.
Distance sculpts a flawless scene of the frayed and frenzied path.
Don't be left stuttering about the times that cannot last.
Walk to the end of the road, the blurred lives passing through. They drift and surge as they unwind, the changing of the hands and of minds.
This is the only chance; the sound will wane and quit.
We'll never get the chance to do what we're not doing now again.
Our legs tread to keep up with the pace of the malcontent.
Don't be left stuttering about the things you wish you'd said.
So many minds in me, say goodbye.
What have we done with time, say goodbye.
What might become of me, say goodbye.
Now is your lifetime.
So the sea came and took ten more, and now broken years line the ocean floor.
But I've made amends I've made farewells.
Take care, raise the sails.
We'll never get the chance to do what we're not doing now again.
Our legs tread to keep up with the pace of the malcontent.
Don't be left stuttering about the things you wish you'd said.
So many minds in me, say goodbye.
What have we done with time, say goodbye.
What might become of me, say goodbye.
Now is your lifetime.
So the sea came and took ten more, and now broken years line the ocean floor.
But I've made amends I've made farewells.
Take care, raise the sails.
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