Cruisin' along the shores of the North Sea
Breathing silt and ignoring scattered debris
There's a pang of fresh guilt floating in the air
Trailing off of me
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Drivin' along the edge of our shattered past
Dreaming stories and lives that could not last
Throwing shadows that are trying to pull me back
Pull me back to you
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Cruisin' along the shores of the North Sea
Breathing silt and ignoring scattered debris
There's a pang of fresh guilt floating in the air
Trailing off of me
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
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Cruisin' along the shores of the North Sea
Breathing silt and ignoring scattered debris
There's a pang of fresh guilt floating in the air
Trailing off of me
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Drivin' along the edge of our shattered past
Dreaming stories and lives that could not last
Throwing shadows that are trying to pull me back
Pull me back to you
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Cruisin' along the shores of the North Sea
Breathing silt and ignoring scattered debris
There's a pang of fresh guilt floating in the air
Trailing off of me
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Breathing silt and ignoring scattered debris
There's a pang of fresh guilt floating in the air
Trailing off of me
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Drivin' along the edge of our shattered past
Dreaming stories and lives that could not last
Throwing shadows that are trying to pull me back
Pull me back to you
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Cruisin' along the shores of the North Sea
Breathing silt and ignoring scattered debris
There's a pang of fresh guilt floating in the air
Trailing off of me
That's the end of this glorious sundown
Yet what a treasure to behold
There are so many ways
This could have gone
If I could turn the tide
Writer: Peter Ponjaert
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