Changing Tides

Everything, everything
Moves just way too fast
Hold your breath, keep it in
Do whatever you can to make it last
Cause changing tides will change your life and your plans
So don’t burn your hands
On the backseat of a van
No end in sight, no borderlines
No one’s in control
Nobody can stop that river’s flow
And slowly I am thinking that time runs though my hands
Till all the lights are slowly dying
And a whisper turns to roaring noise
We’ll run
The story’s old, the story’s old
We toss and turn, we fade and burn
Believing we’ll struck gold
But I want more
I am bold so I’ll drive till
Till all the lights are slowly dying
And a whisper turns to roaring noise
Till peace is raining from a cloudless sky
And your heart is the only voice
Is the only
Is the only