There is no end to loving days, the way the sunset hits Pacific waves
The way your mind runs on for days and days
And how it turns your life into a craze
Living moments always understanding
Each is ending just as its beginning
Drinking my bliss, quenching melodies that one made from the abyss
That are made from all the things I've been missing... all my life
There is no end to loving days
The way a clock strikes midnight at a rave
The way your story unfolds page to page
And how compassion heals the wounds of rage
Sifting through the memories of anger
Frozen peaceful cannot even touch us
Gazing searching re-igniting bold love for us it is enough
For us it brings of timeless things, for us it brings of truth
There is no end to loving days, the way horizons melt into the haze
The way the tragedy consumes the stage
And how the true wisdom drips off the sage
Taking sips of bitter agony then living as if everything is all right
Moment moments moments rolling by know that each is infinite
There is no end to loving days
The way confusion helps create the maze
The way relief is hidden in the shade
And how forgiveness true my lost soul craves
Living moments always understanding
Each is ending just as its beginning
Just as it begins to scream the simple truth
There is no end to loving days, the way the sunset hits Pacific waves
The way your mind runs on for days and days
And how it turns your life into a
craze, there is no end to loving days
The way a clock stroke midnight at a rave
The way your story unfolds page to page
And how compassion heals the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, I will heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, I want to heal the wounds of rage
Heal the wounds of rage, I want to heal the wounds of rage

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