I've crashed upon the shore again
For beauty is as tragic as it seems.
The siren's song is deadly when
I hear you softly whispering the theme.
To watch the city from above
You're missing out on all the noisy
games
Tirelessly dreaming of
The way things were, that they could be
the same
Such is the way, such is the way of the
Bleeding sunset in watercolor
Gone are the days, gone are the days
where I know
That you love me baby.
That you love me darling.
You've planted all those daffodils
Just to watch them drowning in the
rain,
And as surely as the battle kills
The puddles part with petals in the
drain.
Such is the way, such is the way of the
Bleeding sunset in watercolor
Gone are the days, gone are the days
where I know
That you love me baby.
That you love me darling.
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