Waking Hours by Eastshade Lyrics
Bury me, bury you
Devote your life to a death in bloom
With your heart on the line
Make a promise, cherish what you’ve got
For the sake of tomorrow
For a greater day
Treasure the moment
We had it all if just for a moment
What’s done is done cause the past is an instant
This may sound fake from a different perception
But acceptance is the road to salvation
Love is - All I could ask for
Worship - Every endeavour
Are you alive or are you barely еxisting
Now take a breath and start to make a diffеrence
For the sake of tomorrow
For a greater day
Treasure the moment
A fading presence, a mere afterimage
We had it all, if just for a moment
And if I may be sincere
This is more than what the canvas reveals
From the depths of your soul
Harvest the grain which you have already sowed
With love comes loss and though it hurts
Everything fades but shows it's worth in the end
Where do we go when our mind wants to stay
The wisdom is not gone it’s just a memory
Just as many drops make up a flood
We keep on breathing to make up this life
A leap of faith, inner growth
Everything is falling into its place
Remember well, these Waking Hours
Worship the moments you´ve been blessed and bestowed
Devote your life to a death in bloom
With your heart on the line
Make a promise, cherish what you’ve got
For the sake of tomorrow
For a greater day
Treasure the moment
We had it all if just for a moment
What’s done is done cause the past is an instant
This may sound fake from a different perception
But acceptance is the road to salvation
Love is - All I could ask for
Worship - Every endeavour
Are you alive or are you barely еxisting
Now take a breath and start to make a diffеrence
For the sake of tomorrow
For a greater day
Treasure the moment
A fading presence, a mere afterimage
We had it all, if just for a moment
And if I may be sincere
This is more than what the canvas reveals
From the depths of your soul
Harvest the grain which you have already sowed
With love comes loss and though it hurts
Everything fades but shows it's worth in the end
Where do we go when our mind wants to stay
The wisdom is not gone it’s just a memory
Just as many drops make up a flood
We keep on breathing to make up this life
A leap of faith, inner growth
Everything is falling into its place
Remember well, these Waking Hours
Worship the moments you´ve been blessed and bestowed