Seaside-The Echoing Green

[ti:Seaside] [ar:The Echoing Green] [al:The Winter Of Our Discontent] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Seaside - The Echoing Green [00:35.78]All the flowers in the field of hours [00:39.24]Have withered away [00:41.05] [00:44.26]And the sky that used to light our lives [00:47.26] [00:47.86]Is ashen grey [00:49.69] [00:51.90]As the clouds kiss the faultline [00:56.17]And look back as if to say [00:59.10] [00:59.77]"There's nothing to see here " [01:02.54] [01:04.59]There's nothing to feel here [01:06.77] [01:09.27]And our dreams left like children by the wayside [01:15.45] [01:18.18]And our psalms [01:19.91]Sung like secrets by the seaside [01:25.04] [01:34.04]Could heaven come more quickly [01:36.50] [01:42.65]And lift us from the embers [01:45.76]And the cinders that we remember [01:50.18]Of the fires that killed out hearts [01:54.39] [01:56.96]And left us withered and grey [01:59.62] [02:02.54]There's a tear inside of all our lives [02:05.97] [02:06.52]That time won't mend [02:08.14] [02:11.57]There's a shroud around our saddened eyes [02:14.64] [02:15.35]Here at the end [02:17.14] [02:19.27]Yet our hopes shine like beacons [02:22.66] [02:23.38]In the half-light [02:25.56] [02:27.95]And our prayers-violent wispers [02:31.59] [02:32.21]By the seaside