Walking alone with hands in pockets Feeling cold inside of me, inside you Stepping on the sand that once nurtured us Watching those footsteps
Nearer the sea Faster they will shrink Further you are Forgotten you'll be
Is it all that we can learn From this tiring life?
We're just traces on the seaside Then erased by the tide Even if you weathered the ebb There's another flow just waiting
Turning my back on the destination All I see is a perfect shape Violently smoothed by the sea Nothing is forever, that's the reason I stand still on the edge of sanity Pushed by all my fears whispering in my ears My faults
You're listening to soul secret on radio 4
We're just traces on the seaside Then erased by the tide Even if you weathered the ebb There's another flow just waiting
