Images of the Shipwreck Songtext
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Images of the Shipwreck Songtext
It seems as if time had stopped moving
The hands of the clock on the walls stood still
And years went by
I walked through the empty rooms
Trying to never look at my watch
Minutes passed like hours
And years went by
And I sat in a chair by the window
Staring out at a never ending afternoon
Longing to be in another day
Any other day
From the future or from the past
My whole system had shut down
I was off grid and off line
Locked off and shut in
Stranded in a vast shore of a never ending day
I′d run aground, shipwrecked
And every time the night came
When the day was finally defeated
I'd leave the wet door open when I went to bed
And hope that a thief would slip in during the night
And steal all my troubles away while I slept
One morning when I had more strength than usual
I walked out by the river and picked a bunch of wildflowers
In a spot where I used to write my stories in my head
And I hoped that one day I could make something again
Something like the things I used to make
A song or a story
A story or a song
And it would carry me away from this island
And all the images of the shipwreck
The hands of the clock on the walls stood still
And years went by
I walked through the empty rooms
Trying to never look at my watch
Minutes passed like hours
And years went by
And I sat in a chair by the window
Staring out at a never ending afternoon
Longing to be in another day
Any other day
From the future or from the past
My whole system had shut down
I was off grid and off line
Locked off and shut in
Stranded in a vast shore of a never ending day
I′d run aground, shipwrecked
And every time the night came
When the day was finally defeated
I'd leave the wet door open when I went to bed
And hope that a thief would slip in during the night
And steal all my troubles away while I slept
One morning when I had more strength than usual
I walked out by the river and picked a bunch of wildflowers
In a spot where I used to write my stories in my head
And I hoped that one day I could make something again
Something like the things I used to make
A song or a story
A story or a song
And it would carry me away from this island
And all the images of the shipwreck
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