Edges of the Sea

Golden times are ringing from my yesterdays,
Rolling far away from schoolyard walls,
Morning light has found us grown and waiting,
Dreaming of the changes we would cause.

When we were loving, when we were free,
We could find our hearts at the edges of the sea.
The songs we carried, they told the truth,
For we were singing when our hearts were filled with youth.

Somehow I will always keep that moment,
Crossed out pages never held it in,
Every question faded into laughter,
Every answer waiting deep within.

When we were loving, when we were free,
We could find our hearts at the edges of the sea.
The songs we carried, they told the truth,
For we were singing when our hearts were filled with youth.

And though the seasons turn, the colours fade to grey,
There’s a whisper on the wind that calls us back to play.
A frequency we knew, a signal strong and clear,
Echoing through the years, dispelling every fear.

Now the city lights are blinding, so designed
To pull us from the quiet, simple grace.
But I recall the rhythm, unconfined,
That played beneath the sun, in that remembered place.

When we were loving, when we were free,
We could find our hearts at the edges of the sea.
The songs we carried, they told the truth,
For we were singing when our hearts were filled with youth.

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Here's a link to the song:

https://disk.yandex.ru/d/KN9H9PSOInsZqw

Instrumental composition is via the link:

https://disk.yandex.ru/d/k5EzUYnNpIXjiw