Sometimes I wonder if you were here if heaven and earth would disappear.
Never a time I lost your face, I?ll never sign off without a trace.
There can be no answer
in the half light harbour
'til? the seasons come.
Follow the language to the sound of crumbling walls and dusty ground.
Don't make a difference what you do, fire is never through with you.
There can be no answer
in the half light harbour
'til? the seasons come.
All this work in your hands, too complex to understand.
Was I blind to look away? What do happy people say?
We were to be married but that was long ago.
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Was I blind to look away? What do happy people say?
There can be no answer
in the half light harbour
when the season comes for you.