LYRIC

Here we are
Making this far
In this ancient
Game for two hearts
Was just a walk in the park,
A tree with a mark
For you

And all the days
They got up and went away
Never in to stay
Hoping that the fumes
Were just a shot in the dark
A funeral spark
For you

But sometimes time
Oh it stood still
Upon it's knees
Never waiting to hear
But always waiting to see

That all the thorns
From all the roses
In our thoughts
We're only sails to the breeze
Floating the seas

And I'll save it for the stars
That I can see
And I'll breathe it in the words
That I believe
So when the silence comes
You better show me the way
For I'm fifty-four, or
Fifty-five steps ahead of my game

Don't you see that we are
Just a long forgotten secret
Slipping through the bars
Making them believe
That it was always the start
The answer, the part
To come home to

And as I lean
Waiting and beseeching out
The trees from afar
The streams and the stars
And all the sounds of your heart
That pierce through the darkness
All around us

And I'll tell it to the sun
When it starts setting
And I'll scream it to the sands
That keep forgetting
That when the silence comes
They'd better show me the way
For I'm fifty-four, or
Fifty-five steps ahead of my game

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