"The Shore" as written by Lewis James Bowman, Richard Paul Mitchell, Liam Carl Arklie, Michael Eran Hibbert and Alexander David Parry....
I'm having a billboard time
On this aimless train ride
I seems we spend the best hours of our lives
In flower markets, on balconies

Wasted and wanting
More than we've the power to achieve

Hopeless and haunted
By a thousand ghosts of opportunity

Look to the setting sun:
There's blood on the water
Nothing will be undone:
We're dancing along the edge

You liar,
You coward,
You snake
He is your lion,
Your flower,
Your maker

And yet the night has freed you to reason:
You and your noiseless dreams defeat him

I slept long,
Only to wake and watch the same land tessellate
I dusted for forgotten fingerprints of grace
In every hidden place along the shore

Waiting and wasting
More than I've the power to restore
Hopeless, unsated:
One more thief abandoned by the law

You liar,
You coward,
You snake
He is your lion,
Your flower,
Your maker

And yet the night has freed you to reason:
You and noiseless dreams defeat him

Golden-shadowed one,
You are your own god
Golden-shadowed one,
You are your own god
Golden-shadowed one,
You are your own god
Golden-shadowed one,
You are your own god

You liar,
You coward,
You snake
He is your lion,
Your flower,
Your maker

And yet the night has freed you to reason:
You and your noiseless dreams defeat him


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