And I'll be here by the ocean
Just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette
dreams
All my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
Just to ask God the question, "Is everyone here
make-believe?"
With a tear in His voice, He says, "Son, that's the
question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
"You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground,
I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds" -
Mayday Parade