"Imaginary Borders" lyrics
"Imaginary Borders"
The end of the everlasting summer
Paints sunshines on a limestone trail
Here comes the rain and ice along there
There's no such thing as turing back
Over the waves and accross the sea
A sense of time in our minds
We had to travel to set free
Memories are the silent spring
Dawn and days are getting shorter
Now shadows getting taller
And cast imaginary borders between
There's no spirits or surrender
As long as there is light on our earth
So close but yet so different
Our days have come to pass
Once a promise of common fame
A castle built on choosing minor
We got a glimpse of something greater
Dawn and days are getting shorter
Now shadows getting taller
And cast imaginary borders between
This was the everlasting summer
It's been ablaze in our consciousness
I had to leave before the dawn
We'll meet one day when you're awakened
Noone knows the trail we wander
The woods are calling not with patience
And on a wave with you no longer
Maybe one day we'll meet again
Writer(s): Samir Michael Eriksson, Love Ulf Forsberg Hansson, Erik Petersson, Gustafsson Mattias Lars, Lystam Lisa
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- Siena Root Lyrics
album:
"The Secret Of Our Time" (2020)
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