[00:00.00] 作词 : Jude Jones
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Steve Jones
[00:00.00]Shoreline
[00:22.88]Hope - to set out from the shoreline;
[00:26.40]Strength - to endure wind and rain.
[00:33.20]Memories - bitter and sweet that
[00:37.42]Will fade with the pain.
[00:44.96]It made you a creature of shadows.
[00:49.23]A stranger – you journeyed alone
[00:55.24]Through forests and mountains,
[00:58.51]But you were a stone on the shore.
[01:07.04]The dark brought the terror who opened the door.
[01:24.11]Ice that won’t thaw with the dawn.
[01:30.15] ‘Who?’ you cry as you cling to the driftwood at night
[01:41.66]‘Am I just make believe?’
[01:43.68]No, I am fierce spirit in flight.
[01:51.71]They often ask ‘Were you immortal?’
[01:57.98]No fear by wave or by land.
[02:02.25]Through trouble and illness.
[02:05.01]No welcome from any man’s hand.
[02:13.04]The death that you witnessed still haunts you;
[02:20.06]You scarcely believed you would die.
[02:24.83]Whilst you held your secrets,
[02:27.84]Your fate changed as clouds in the sky.
[02:36.12]The dark brought the terror who opened the door.
[02:48.42]No horizon here;
[02:53.43]Ice that won’t thaw with the dawn.
[02:59.22]‘Who?’ you cry as you cling to the driftwood at night
[03:08.49]‘Am I just make believe?’
[03:12.25]No, I am fierce spirit in flight.
[03:21.28]Magic restores life to phantoms.
[03:27.06]The past lies as cold as a stone.
[03:32.57]But you were released
[03:35.33]To walk softly and silent alone.
[03:44.12]The hope that you carried is undying;
[03:49.13]Your strength took you far from your home.
[03:56.65]Memories scatter
[03:58.17]In photographs fading,
[04:01.17]unknown.

作词 : Jude Jones
作曲 : Steve Jones
Shoreline
Hope - to set out from the shoreline;
Strength - to endure wind and rain.
Memories - bitter and sweet that
Will fade with the pain.
It made you a creature of shadows.
A stranger – you journeyed alone
Through forests and mountains,
But you were a stone on the shore.
The dark brought the terror who opened the door.
Ice that won’t thaw with the dawn.
‘Who?’ you cry as you cling to the driftwood at night
‘Am I just make believe?’
No, I am fierce spirit in flight.
They often ask ‘Were you immortal?’
No fear by wave or by land.
Through trouble and illness.
No welcome from any man’s hand.
The death that you witnessed still haunts you;
You scarcely believed you would die.
Whilst you held your secrets,
Your fate changed as clouds in the sky.
The dark brought the terror who opened the door.
No horizon here;
Ice that won’t thaw with the dawn.
‘Who?’ you cry as you cling to the driftwood at night
‘Am I just make believe?’
No, I am fierce spirit in flight.
Magic restores life to phantoms.
The past lies as cold as a stone.
But you were released
To walk softly and silent alone.
The hope that you carried is undying;
Your strength took you far from your home.
Memories scatter
In photographs fading,
unknown.