The Shore - Chapel Club

I'm having a billboard time on this aimless train ride

It seems we spend the best hours of our lives in flower markers on balconies

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

Hopeless and haunted by a thousand ghost 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 your 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

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