文本歌词

Counting Backwards - Lewis
Pouring salt into the sea
Could not begin to repay
Every misstep that you took
Or mend all the holes you've made
Tossed upon the waves
The strongest rocks will be worn down
Your efforts rest within the ground
From nowhere to nothing
The hopes you hide inside
Ravaged by the insincere
The grasping hands will disappear
From nowhere to nothing
What is necessary
Now that the marrow has been dried
Is to keep on pushing forward
Hope the sun will bring new life
Tossed upon the waves
The strongest rocks will be worn down
Your efforts rest within the ground
From nowhere to nothing
The hopes you hide inside
Ravaged by the insincere
The grasping hands will disappear
From nowhere to nothing
Set out on your own
Running from unhappiness
Reactions become meaningless
From nowhere to nothing
Crashing from the wall
Could you set things right again
Breathe into the dust again
From nowhere to nothing