Orca Symphony No. 1: IV. Lamentation of the Beached

I know who you are
I know who you are not
I know who you are
I know who you are or not
The silence is deafening to my ears
How could the obvious be ignored?
The silence is threatening that she appears
The ceremony is performed
I'm here to paint you with my tears
That cried with spirit, over my fears
I can't walk away from all the years
Serene inside, she disappears
Ends of my mind, my thoughts trembling
The ends of time, time always mattering

The silence is deafening to my ears
How could the obvious be ignored?
The silence is threatening that she appears
The ceremony is performed
I'm here to paint you with my tears
That cried with spirit, over my fears
I can't walk away from all the years
Serene inside, she disappears
Ends of my mind, my thoughts trembling
The ends of time, time always mattering
Night lights are for children
Morning's for adults, know the aquanox

The ends of my mind, my thoughts trembling
The hands of time, time always meddling
The silence is deafening to my ears
How could the obvious be ignored?
The silence is threatening as she appears
The ceremony will always be performed
The silence is deafening to my ears
Seized by the impressions of pastors in the night

I'm here to paint you with my tears
That cried with spirit, over my fears
I can't walk away from all the years
Serene inside, she disappears
I'm here to paint you with my tears
That cried with spirit, over my fears
I can't walk away from all the years
Serene inside, she reappears
I know who you are.