Springtide Summer 歌词

The brothers on your doorstep of your front porch Have journeyed from their homes in the northern shores They rid themselves of travels and all their cloths Have come to rest in our lands to hear their foretold Although our hands will all grow worn Although a day has passed since you've been born Although our lives are getting old The window to my heart will never close My love for you to hold They asked us for our secrets our stories we told Of how our lives we could enjoy despite growing old Although our hands will all grow worn Although a day has passed since you've been born Although our lives are getting old The window to my heart will never close My love for you to hold Throughout our springtide summer our days would slip into nights Anticipations for the sea were the only thoughts in our minds Our lives seemed pointless compared to the colors in the sky Yet we fell in denial that our summer was growing cold Throughout our springtide summer