Waves roll out
Out to sea
Tasting the saltwater
Tears upon her cheek.
Morning breaks
She's not there
Who could ever find her?
Who would eve care?
No one heard
No one came
No angel of mercy
Appears to know her name.
Where is hope
When words fail
All the colours running
Inside when life turns pale.
In the dick the boats are harboured
Where the water's cold and still
Oh life, she cries, I've lost the will.
From the bridge she sees a lifetime
Oh life, she cries
There must be more...
Tides roll in
Waters rise
Any change of reason
Only clouds her eyes.
Arms of grace
She won't feel
All the wounds inside her
That time can never heal.
The city lights shine seaward
Swirling in a trance
Her eyes upon the water
Alone in her last dance.
From the docks the boats are leaving
As she cries into the dawn
"Oh life, I'm barely holding on".
And she sees her future falling
Til it finds the ocean floor
Oh life, she cries
There must be more.
There must be more.
And with the early light
She'll sail into the clear
The winds are all behind her
The hour's almost here.
From the bridge she hears the voices
Turn into a roar
Oh life she cries
There must be more.
On the dock her soul is sinking
But her spirit longs to soar
Oh life, she cries
There must be more.
There must be more
There must be more
Oh life I'm barely holding on.
There must be more
There must be more
Oh life there must be something more.
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The Alan Parsons Project in Album Try Anything Once Released in 1993 |