The Sound - Counting the Days | Текст песни

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There's an ocean of tears,
The years before our happiness
And moving mountains into the ocean
Won't make that sadness any less

Counting the days towards our new construction,
Moving mountains by compulsion,
The impulse that shock's us out of our long time decision,
I'm counting the days before our love.

So far apart in so many ways
Like the way five hours feels like forever,
It's in our hands to make our stands
And move these continents together

He was with you like she was with me,
More than a best friend, a guiding light
But lessons learned and now we have to burn
Our fires in the night, cross the ocean of tears
Before moving mountains disappear

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