The Echoing Green - Seaside

All the flowers in the
Field of hours
Have withered away
And the sky that used to
Light our lives
Is ashen grey
As the clouds
Kiss the fault line
And look back as if to say
There's nothing to see here
There's nothing to feel here
And our dreams
Left like children
By the wayside
And our psalms
Sung like secrets
By the seaside
Ahh
Could heaven come more quickly
Ahh
And lift us from
The embers and the cinders
That we remember
Of the fires that
Killed our hearts
And left us withered and grey
There's a tear inside of all our lives
That time won't mend
And there's a shroud around our
Saddened eyes
Here at the end
Yet our hopes
Shine like beacons
In the half-light
And our prayers
Violent whispers
By the seaside
Ahh
Could heaven come more quickly
Ahh
And lift us from
The embers and the cinders
That we remember
Of the fires that
Killed our hearts
And left us withered and grey

Written by:
Jose Belville

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing

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