Lyrics Seaside - The Echoing Green

Seaside

All the flowers in the field of hours
Have withered away
And the sky that used to light our lives
Is ashen gray
As the clouds kiss the fault line
And look back as if to say
«There's nothing to see here
There’s nothing to feel here»
And our dreams left
Like children by the wayside
And our psalms
Sung like secrets by the seaside
Could heaven come more quickly
And lift us from the embers?
And the cinders that we remember
Of the fires that killed out hearts
And left us withered and gray
There’s a tear inside of all our lives
That time won’t mend
There’s a shroud around our saddened eyes
Here at the end
Yet our hopes shine like beacons
In the half-light
And our prayers-violent whispers
By the seaside