The Sound of the Ocean / Cold Black Sky

Staring up into the cold black sky,
Looking for answers never knowing why.
Having no control as life goes by,
Wonder if we'll all just die.

At a young age finding time so long.
Twenty-Three seems like centuries gone.
Age is relative to your own song.
Days go faster until there's none.

Loosing the race never gaining time.
Following close but behind in line.
One step forward is two behind,
Not too long before you simply die.

At a young age finding time so long.
Twenty-Three seems like centuries gone.
Age is relative to your own song.
Days go faster until there's none.

Staring up at the cold white moon,
Trying to find out what we can do.
The world is helpless and spinning loose,
Need some hope for me and you.

At a young age finding time so long.
Twenty-Three seems like centuries gone.
Age is relative to your own song.
Days go faster until there's none.

Staring up into the cold black sky,
Looking for answers never knowing why.



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Peter Foerster, Dean Witter
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