Time will always be a bore.
I always run for more
When things begin to settle for me.
But I’ve become too old for quoting nietzsche.
But I’m not a modern man
So I wryly return to the sea.
A cliché metaphor:
We’re standing on the shore or on a harbor
And we’re watching the waves.

And we’re safe on the wharf
When we’re unsafe upon the waters.
When the moon is half and hiding
And intentions are colliding.
We’ll be safe on the harbor
When we’re unsafe upon the waters.
When the stars are all colliding
And the oceans are colliding
We’ll be safe on the shores of our love.
We’ll be safe on the shores.

Love, I hate your second verse.
It’s always been a curse
When you have to make some progress or change.
But I’ve seen many ways to end relations.
Though I’m not the leaving kind
I’m an expert of pushing away.
I thought I’d let you know
Before it starts to snow around this city
But it’s already here.

And we shake on the wharf
Where we’d be safe upon the harbor.
When the moon is half and hiding
And intentions are colliding.
Are we safe on the harbor?
Are we unsafe upon the waters?
When the stars are all colliding
And the oceans are colliding
Are we safe on the shores of our love?
Are we safe on the shores?

This is no design to make you sad.
It’s just a way of seeing where we are.
This is no design to make you sad.
But we’ve got to make a change
Or we’ll be done before this year’s ended.
But believe in me now, cause I need you now.
But believe in me now, cause I need you now.
But believe in me now, cause I need you now.