Shadows Guard Songtext
von Plain Ride
Shadows Guard Songtext
The shadows guard our way to the light
In the broad daylight
You might lose your sight
In the broadway lights
You might lose your sight
The shadows guard our way to the light
On a treeless plain you might lose your way
In an endless praise you might lose your way
On a treeless plain there′s no end in sight
The shadows guard our way to the light
The dreams are real and the pain is real
A broken heart is a broken heart
A traveling man on an unknown land
Needs a shadow guard,
Needs a shadow that guards
In a midday sun there is none to be found
Dry bones on the ground,
Broken mirrors on the ground
The shadows guard our way to the light
When i was at the gate
Of the mansion on the hill
Where nobody lives today
The garden was wild
I was pretty sure
The trees listening to my steps
I wrote a song to imitate
The sound that whispered
"There is a lot of things"
There was a window like an eye
In the pediment
I was sure it was watching
There is a lot of things
There is a lot of things
Be good, the sky is troubled, it rains
The world is all there is they say
We're haunted by none but our hopes
Some call them ghosts, they guard our way
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
In the broad daylight
You might lose your sight
In the broadway lights
You might lose your sight
The shadows guard our way to the light
On a treeless plain you might lose your way
In an endless praise you might lose your way
On a treeless plain there′s no end in sight
The shadows guard our way to the light
The dreams are real and the pain is real
A broken heart is a broken heart
A traveling man on an unknown land
Needs a shadow guard,
Needs a shadow that guards
In a midday sun there is none to be found
Dry bones on the ground,
Broken mirrors on the ground
The shadows guard our way to the light
When i was at the gate
Of the mansion on the hill
Where nobody lives today
The garden was wild
I was pretty sure
The trees listening to my steps
I wrote a song to imitate
The sound that whispered
"There is a lot of things"
There was a window like an eye
In the pediment
I was sure it was watching
There is a lot of things
There is a lot of things
Be good, the sky is troubled, it rains
The world is all there is they say
We're haunted by none but our hopes
Some call them ghosts, they guard our way
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
The shadows guard our way to the light
Writer(s): Janne Westerlund Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com