| Song | Where Our Shadows Sleep |
| Artist | Sieges Even |
| Album | Paramount |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Holzwarth, Holzwarth, Menses ... | |
| When the skies are wounded | |
| And a beacon's ceased to shine | |
| When dusk is coming all too soon | |
| When we sometimes slip along the way | |
| When we're haunted by a word we should have said | |
| And all the things we should have done | |
| There's a place to lay your head between the sun and moon | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Far beyond the sacred ground of an island in the stream | |
| Riding the sea, riding the sea | |
| Toward a secret place where our shadows sleep | |
| When we're hurt, when we freeze | |
| When we get lost on hopeless seas | |
| When all our feelings seem to starve | |
| When there's nothing left to rely on | |
| When we doubt, when we deny | |
| The pulse of sunlight in the ice | |
| There's a place to lay your head between the sea and sky | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory | |
| Riding the waves, riding the waves | |
| Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep | |
| We stood like statues | |
| In a wall of salt | |
| Unmoved and lost for words | |
| Never to forget | |
| Clouds were drifting floats | |
| On endless midnight waves | |
| We were strangers in the night | |
| There's a place to lay your head between the sea and sky | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory | |
| Riding the waves, riding the waves | |
| Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep |
| zuo qu : Holzwarth, Holzwarth, Menses ... | |
| When the skies are wounded | |
| And a beacon' s ceased to shine | |
| When dusk is coming all too soon | |
| When we sometimes slip along the way | |
| When we' re haunted by a word we should have said | |
| And all the things we should have done | |
| There' s a place to lay your head between the sun and moon | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Far beyond the sacred ground of an island in the stream | |
| Riding the sea, riding the sea | |
| Toward a secret place where our shadows sleep | |
| When we' re hurt, when we freeze | |
| When we get lost on hopeless seas | |
| When all our feelings seem to starve | |
| When there' s nothing left to rely on | |
| When we doubt, when we deny | |
| The pulse of sunlight in the ice | |
| There' s a place to lay your head between the sea and sky | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory | |
| Riding the waves, riding the waves | |
| Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep | |
| We stood like statues | |
| In a wall of salt | |
| Unmoved and lost for words | |
| Never to forget | |
| Clouds were drifting floats | |
| On endless midnight waves | |
| We were strangers in the night | |
| There' s a place to lay your head between the sea and sky | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory | |
| Riding the waves, riding the waves | |
| Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep |
| zuò qǔ : Holzwarth, Holzwarth, Menses ... | |
| When the skies are wounded | |
| And a beacon' s ceased to shine | |
| When dusk is coming all too soon | |
| When we sometimes slip along the way | |
| When we' re haunted by a word we should have said | |
| And all the things we should have done | |
| There' s a place to lay your head between the sun and moon | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Far beyond the sacred ground of an island in the stream | |
| Riding the sea, riding the sea | |
| Toward a secret place where our shadows sleep | |
| When we' re hurt, when we freeze | |
| When we get lost on hopeless seas | |
| When all our feelings seem to starve | |
| When there' s nothing left to rely on | |
| When we doubt, when we deny | |
| The pulse of sunlight in the ice | |
| There' s a place to lay your head between the sea and sky | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory | |
| Riding the waves, riding the waves | |
| Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep | |
| We stood like statues | |
| In a wall of salt | |
| Unmoved and lost for words | |
| Never to forget | |
| Clouds were drifting floats | |
| On endless midnight waves | |
| We were strangers in the night | |
| There' s a place to lay your head between the sea and sky | |
| Deep within the mind and underneath the skin | |
| Deep within the breath, behind a wakeful eye | |
| Floating on a lunar sea of timeless memory | |
| Riding the waves, riding the waves | |
| Deep inside a precious place where our shadows sleep |