White Are the Waves Songtext
von Papercuts

We are all hands on
Tumbling prisoner on the grass
Do not breathe out the little contained
In this darkness, white are the waves
White, white are the waves
Loses set in to the time I was lost You will not wake up the difference beneath this glass
We are hunted by our memory
To not be washed beneath the waves
White, white are the waves
White, white are the waves