Washed

on

a

shore

of

en-

chan-

ted

lies

and

I

am

breath-

less.

S-

trug-

gling

for

rea-

son.

How

could

it

be

such

a

won-

drous

place

is

trapped

in

si-

lence.

Give

them

re-

demp-

tion.

Time

is

mel-

ting

a-

way,

I

can't

ex-

plain

but

my

eyes

are

beg-

ging

to s-

tay.

I

must

say

a

sun-

ny

day

helps

to

push

the

me-

mories

a-

way.

Time

is

mel-

ting

a-

way,

I

can't

ex-

plain

but

my

eyes

are

beg-

ging

to s-

tay.

I

must

say

a

sun-

ny

day

helps

to

push

the

me-

mories

a-

way.

Ga-

zing

in

a-

maze-

ment

at

each s-

crea-

ming

wave.

What's

the

point

of

figh-

ting

when

there's

no-

thing

to

save?

Time

is

mel-

ting

a-

way,

I

can't

ex-

plain

but

my

eyes

are

beg-

ging

to s-

tay.

I

must

say

a

sun-

ny

day

helps

to

push

the

me-

mories

a-

way.

Cau-

tion

must

be

o-

beyed

On

an

is-

land

of

the

de-

cayed.