Like silver swords in a dusky fight.
Waves whisper secrets to the sand,
While dreamers walk, hand in hand.
Hope breaks through with a golden grin,
Even storms can't keep the joy in.
Like silver swords in a dusky fight.
Waves whisper secrets to the sand,
While dreamers walk, hand in hand.
Hope breaks through with a golden grin,
Even storms can't keep the joy in.