Neurosis. A Sun That Never Sets. The Tide. Zeneszám

Where are they now?
They are gone
I saw them run
Run to the sea

Under the waves
All has been said
Their voices are free

Free from
The sun's stare
Free from
The noise of lost souls

An exiled sound
Washed in with the tide
Their voices are free

Free from
The sun's stare
Free from
The noise of lost souls

On the waves
Their voice carries on