
Not wanting to become part of the masses
nor needing the safety of numbers.
There is one tribe
who ventures out.
At ease and finding peace
nor needing the safety of numbers.
There is one tribe
who ventures out.
At ease and finding peace
of the lonesome lineup.
Looking beyond the crowds
the time continuum is no longer felt.
the time continuum is no longer felt.
We enter our church and as we wait
in the lineup, we know we'll be born again.
And as i write this all i have
is a memory of distant shore.
The tides have changed
The tides have changed
my board and my suit are dry
and my life is flat.
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"And as i write this all i have
is a memory of distant shore.
The tides have changed
my board and my suit are dry
and my life is flat."
Beautiful...até parece que sinto as ondas do mar agora...
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