- cifra
All my days are spent
All my cards are dealt
Oh, the desolation grows
Every inch revealed
As my heart is pierced
Oh, my soul is now exposed
In the oceans deep
In the canyons steep
Walls of granite here I stand
All my desperate calls
Echo off the walls
Back and forth, then back again
To believe I walk alone
Is a lie that I've been told?
So let your heart hold fast
For this soon shall pass
Like the high tide takes the sand
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!
At the bitter end
Salt and liquid blend
From the corner of my eyes
All the miles wrecked
Every broken step
Always searching, always blind
Never fear! No! Never fear!
Never fear! No! Never fear!
So let your heart hold fast
For this soon shall pass
There's another hill ahead
