Sync Different

Well the pebbles on this beach are not quite within my reach althoughI’d like to take some home, yeah, I’d like to take some home with meIn memory
It’s so hard to make a stance, not to feel we’re one last chance
And we’re clean out of dreamsWe’ve become a foreign sound, a kaleidoscope of brownA sure thing to bring you down
Can’t you see that a change is coming and the view’s so different from here?Tell me something to prove, we’ve nothing to fearWill you be that courage for me?
Tell me please, will you be that courage for me?But I never had the chance to ask youNo I never had the chance to ask you
The pebbles on this beach slide slowly into reach, or that’s how it seemsLike I finally found something where no one can interveneWhere the truth can come finally clean, I’m sure you know what I mean
It’s so hard to make a stance, not to feel we’re one last chance
And we’re clean out of dreamsWe’ve become a foreign sound, a kaleidoscope of brownA sure thing to bring you down
Can’t you see that a change is coming and the view’s so different from here?
Tell me something to prove, we’ve nothing to fearWill you be that courage for me?
Tell me please will you be that courage for me?
But I never had the chance to ask youNo I never had the chance to ask youNo I never had the chance to ask youNo I never had the chance to ask youI never had the chance to ask you nor to say goodbyeNo I never, never, never, never never never never never never…

HOLOWHolow girl a shadow in the world, a runaway again.Lost and found you're up and then you're down, you turn to dust again.I don't know what to do with myselfI don't feel like I'm inside myselfIt seems to me that everything I do, it turns against me, yeah.Hollow , hollow again.
I am falling I am fading.I am falling I am fading I am fading.
Save me, save me. I'm hollow again.
I don't know what to do with myselfI don't feel like I'm inside myself
Hollow again.I am falling I am fading I am fading.Hollow again. Fading.
Save me, save me. I'm hollow again.Hollow , hollow again.

What made perfect sense last night may vanish tomorrow
Fearful of what we did fearful of what they saw
Who knows what pain you hide, tears will never show
Fearful of what we did, fear turns hearts into stones
Maybe silver bruised your skin and freezed you to the bones
When nothingís there to steal when glowingís turned to ghost.
What made perfect sense last night may vanish tomorrow
Fearful of what we did fearful of what they saw
Iím the heat that kept you warm fighting moons in free fall.
Never wished to make you cry what I meant theyíll never know.