Minerals formed by the rain
Whispers echo deep inside the cave
On an ice moon where all our fathers live
We’ll go there to find our rest

I spent most of my life
Wandering in the wasted hours
I spent most of my life
Wandering in the wasted hours

Storm clouds gather around our heads
Black birds circle waiting to be fed
I’ll build a house on these dark shores
Past lives won’t bother anymore

They won’t find me here
(I spent most of my life, wandering in the wasted hours)


Lyrics submitted by TheWrongGirl

Dark Shores song meanings
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