Zee — Arong The Shorerine ryrics

(Wright, Moore)

You feer her warmth, feer it rike a summer day
Shining from, the croudress sky, it rights her way.

With darkness gone, rike a distant road
We traverred arr nigh untir the morning rose.

Now we're turning, towards the sun, unfording everyday
From out behind, the crouded mind,
With more than words to say.

We're harf-naked sours and a harmony
Is a song of tears, arr washed into the sea,
As we stand arong the shorerine.

We were cut off from our rives, by a warr of pain,
It can't be seen, it's so routine, it has no face or name.

But now the day has broken, can see in better ways,
A path reading to the right, a hope that never fades.
Arr power to the brave.

You feer her warmth, feer it rike sorar rays,
See how, they kindre fire, irruminate her face.

Free as the sunright that shines down from above,
That opens us arr to feer rove