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Forbidden Sounds - Cold Waves
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Текст песни: Cold waves are licking the edge of stone
No light in the water, no ship, no home
Salt on my lips — a familiar lie
Don't call my name, don't ask me why — just tide and time
Wind tears the foam from the ridges grey
Nobody's fixed in this drift and sway
November draws a lead horizon line
One streetlight drowns in the frozen dark
We both reached for truth but we missed the mark
Now between us — a thousand miles of sea
And a melody with no words, no key, just memory
You said forever, I said maybe
Now the harbour's just a ghost, not a lady
And the waves don't care about your poetry
Cold waves, cold waves
Breaking on hollow bones
Cold waves, cold waves
Where we were promised love
Only ash and stones
Only ash and stones
I won't come back — and that's by design
You keep your harbour, I keep the brine
The coldest waves don't crash, they crawl
Under your door, through the heating hall
No anger left, no salt to throw
Just the sound of water letting go
Letting go
Cold waves, cold waves
Breaking on hollow bones
Cold waves, cold waves
Where we were promised love
Only ash and stones
Only ash and stones
The waves go on
The cold stays on
Stays on
On
No light in the water, no ship, no home
Salt on my lips — a familiar lie
Don't call my name, don't ask me why — just tide and time
Wind tears the foam from the ridges grey
Nobody's fixed in this drift and sway
November draws a lead horizon line
One streetlight drowns in the frozen dark
We both reached for truth but we missed the mark
Now between us — a thousand miles of sea
And a melody with no words, no key, just memory
You said forever, I said maybe
Now the harbour's just a ghost, not a lady
And the waves don't care about your poetry
Cold waves, cold waves
Breaking on hollow bones
Cold waves, cold waves
Where we were promised love
Only ash and stones
Only ash and stones
I won't come back — and that's by design
You keep your harbour, I keep the brine
The coldest waves don't crash, they crawl
Under your door, through the heating hall
No anger left, no salt to throw
Just the sound of water letting go
Letting go
Cold waves, cold waves
Breaking on hollow bones
Cold waves, cold waves
Where we were promised love
Only ash and stones
Only ash and stones
The waves go on
The cold stays on
Stays on
On
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