Lyrics
Silver shines with its echoed memories
In the night one can almost hear the past
If they listen with their hearts atop the sand
Why does no one realize
A hidden truth is nothing but a lie
And my weak heart fades each time
I hear good-bye pass from your lips
Hands achieve what the eyes have longed to grasp
A talisman filled with promises and lies
In the night she can almost hear him cry
The strangest chill enwraps him as he carries on
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