With nothing to lose you’d waste away
Obscure in exile
They’ve witnessed the times
You’ve gone astray
Whose fault? now you’re thinking…
Theres’s nothing to prove
A message from the crowd
To the shore…
And it feels now
Just like heaven’s coming down
Your soul shakes free
As its conscience hits the ground
So strange are the ways,
They all have changed
Still life it stays the same
A break from the past
Could make it last
Maybe just a little longer
There’s nothing to prove
A message from the crowd
To the shore…