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Teksty: The Horrors. Primary Colours. Sea Within A Sea.

Some say we walk alone
Barefoot on wicked stone, no light
And sanctuary found
Never waits around awhile

Marching to the sea
Their dreams stay in the shadows
Their dreams stay firmly rooted
In the shallows

See the scraping sky
See my destination
See my destination there tonight

So say I walk alone
Barefoot on wicked stone tonight
Will you leap to follow?
Will you turn and go?
Will your dreams stay rooted
In the shallows?

See the scraping sky
Far beyond the shallows
Far beyond the reaches of the shadows

Though youth may fade with boyhood's cares
New fear will catch us unawares
I know it will, I know it will
I know it will, I know it will

So you might say the path we share
Is one of danger and of fear
Until the end, until the end
Until the end, until the end