Here I stand
naked on the shore
me myself and a six feet board,
counting waves
thinking of the days we'd share ourselves into the water.
I got scars in my hands
from all the dreams that we dug in the sand,
now you can't even see the lines these melancholic times.
Salty water and the sky bleeds red,
this land of fire is my ever lasting friend...
Oh stranded I stand
wishing waves would break forever.
I got scars in my hands
from all the dreams that we dug in the sand,
now they're all washed out in the tide,
another melancholic ride.
Like shadows in the sunset chasing the sun...
naked on the shore
me myself and a six feet board,
counting waves
thinking of the days we'd share ourselves into the water.
I got scars in my hands
from all the dreams that we dug in the sand,
now you can't even see the lines these melancholic times.
Salty water and the sky bleeds red,
this land of fire is my ever lasting friend...
Oh stranded I stand
wishing waves would break forever.
I got scars in my hands
from all the dreams that we dug in the sand,
now they're all washed out in the tide,
another melancholic ride.
Like shadows in the sunset chasing the sun...