Summer (The Aching Sea Part III) Testo

old as time at the edge of the aching sea distorted views of what has come to be the summer comes and stays forever here the heat waves rise from your skin and we dissapear and it doesn't matter why, some things you cannot change, and shouldn't even try everything i tried to do, every dream that won't come true have survived in spite of you in your undertow i cease to breathe in your silent hands to do with as you please "say it all flows from behind, i know all the blame was mine", says the river to the shore burned in valleys long ago from distant lands to ancient hands, in the end we never understand in caves of stone you knew me well enough to let me be the one to go forgetting why it seemed more than what it was how little you are, how brittle you are take it in your hands keep it from the cold keep it from the light, it's all you have to hold a storm is coming soon to fill your empty room a child grows old, a story is told...