Luna’s Quiet Harbor

Silver dust

on the floor

We

don't talk

anymore

Only shadows

between our hands

I feel the pull of the tide (ooh)

Underneath where we hide

Drifting through the pale light

Trying to find you tonight A quiet way

back home (ooh)

Cold space in the dark

Waiting

for a

spark

Just

a whisper across

the room

I feel the pull of the tide (ooh) Underneath where we hide

Drifting through the pale light

Trying to find you tonight

A quiet way

back home (ooh)

Even if the stars go blind

I will keep you in my mind

Walking on a silver line (ooh)

Just a quiet way

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