Lyrics #Dreamkiller - Beyond the Shore

#Dreamkiller

Where are the scars we can’t yet feel?
The tongues we speak in won’t allow them to heal
Attempts at luring in shadows from the walls
Painting pictures with their words, nails and claws
Age is the death of imagination, they say
The colors are dull, defined by blue and grey
Hold your breath kid, the lines and sinkers aren’t keeping us afloat
Cast your familiar stares, I’ll be counting the hours as the hands on the
clocks spin around
Walking the hallways of an empty house without making a sound
So keep light feet through the air, don’t touch the ground
The floorboards burn with a passion to eat through your soul
Age is the death of imagination, they say
Defined by blue and grey