Washed ashore, obscured by the tide
Shriveled hands clench forgotten lines.
Choking on the fragments eroded by the sea,
They’ll corrupt your thoughts
And leave you empty.

Did they break your head
And bury you deep in the sand?
Are you gasping for air
Or something genuine?

All the memories of another life
Couldn’t make you feel at home.
It’s too late, it’s too late,
Those dreams are drifting off.
It’s too late, it’s too late,
I wish I never woke up.

Did you close your eyes and
Swallow all that you can
Just to taste the salt
Lingering from the past?
The current will come and drown
All of your plans.
Until your fragile bones break
And you’re begging to go back.

The memories of another life
Couldn’t make you feel at home.
It’s too late, it’s too late,
Those dreams are all gone.
It’s too late, it’s too late,
I wish I never…

Take all that you have, before it drifts away.
Take all that you have, before it drifts away
Out to sea.

All the memories of another life
Couldn’t make you feel at home.
It’s too late, it’s too late,
Those dreams are all gone.
It’s too late, it’s too late,
Now we’ll never wake up.

And if I never wake up
Then I’ll never know I was dreaming.
Never to wake.
If I never wake up
Then I’ll never know I was dreaming.
Never to…

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