Cable Beach
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BenKrieger
- Attlee
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Treachjuris
- de Gaulle
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There is a place where my love alone can reach me
Only in winter my heart is an offering to him
Taking my hand you have shown me the secrets of life
And I wonder how long - can this last for all time?
I will always remember the day
You loved me and then turned away
Slowly we walked down the sands towards the beach you held my hand
The last time that I saw my love so unsure
Along Cable Beach
Pebbles there are many
Sands are grey and rust is on the rails
Tears of silver line my eyes
Along the Cable Beach
Time was never wasted
Silver coals like tears upon the shore
My love lies waiting
Along the Cable Beach
Placing the circle the wreath settles firm upon my head
Just a symbol; provision of comfort for the dead
Once discarded its purpose to bind my spirit now
Small protection the haunting will find a way somehow
I pray for a happier day
A bright future born of decay
Pebbles there are many
Sands are grey and rust is on the rails
Tears of silver line my eyes
Along the Cable Beach
Time was never wasted
Silver coals like tears upon the shore
My love lies waiting
Along the Cable Beach
Only in winter my heart is an offering to him
Taking my hand you have shown me the secrets of life
And I wonder how long - can this last for all time?
I will always remember the day
You loved me and then turned away
Slowly we walked down the sands towards the beach you held my hand
The last time that I saw my love so unsure
Along Cable Beach
Pebbles there are many
Sands are grey and rust is on the rails
Tears of silver line my eyes
Along the Cable Beach
Time was never wasted
Silver coals like tears upon the shore
My love lies waiting
Along the Cable Beach
Placing the circle the wreath settles firm upon my head
Just a symbol; provision of comfort for the dead
Once discarded its purpose to bind my spirit now
Small protection the haunting will find a way somehow
I pray for a happier day
A bright future born of decay
Pebbles there are many
Sands are grey and rust is on the rails
Tears of silver line my eyes
Along the Cable Beach
Time was never wasted
Silver coals like tears upon the shore
My love lies waiting
Along the Cable Beach
"Electro-Mindscaping Nightmare music, gets me up and leaves me begging for more" ---sp00n
"If I were a rift in time right now, I would totally have a crush on this song" --- EightLeggedOedipus's friend INTOXICATED
"If I were a rift in time right now, I would totally have a crush on this song" --- EightLeggedOedipus's friend INTOXICATED
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martyr
- de Gaulle
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- Location: b3ez3erk3el3ey, ca
Cable Beach by ZipLine
Sands Diminish
Wave front fades
As it pulls back
Glimmer exposed
Skim boarder slams
Hits the floor and bleeds
This is not sand
Blood stained metal
Cable Beach
Drift wood and trash
Who let this happen
Paradise is thrashed
Clear water
White sand
Tall drinks
Rum in hand
Trama in the Bahamas
There's blue water
& coral reefs &
colorful fish that will
eat you, cut your feet off
blood and salt taste very good together
I think there is a carribean drink like that
Hemingway, Hemingway
He had a drink like that
Was a bloody drink
Tequila in it too
Cable Beach
Its in the Bahamas
Everything in the Bahamas is good
Palm trees, bikinis, bananna boats...
Sands Diminish
Wave front fades
As it pulls back
Glimmer exposed
Skim boarder slams
Hits the floor and bleeds
This is not sand
Blood stained metal
Cable Beach
Drift wood and trash
Who let this happen
Paradise is thrashed
Clear water
White sand
Tall drinks
Rum in hand
Trama in the Bahamas
There's blue water
& coral reefs &
colorful fish that will
eat you, cut your feet off
blood and salt taste very good together
I think there is a carribean drink like that
Hemingway, Hemingway
He had a drink like that
Was a bloody drink
Tequila in it too
Cable Beach
Its in the Bahamas
Everything in the Bahamas is good
Palm trees, bikinis, bananna boats...
m++