Southern Shores

Across the waves I hear you call From the firing range, yeah like the lion's roar Turning up the heat on the sanguine shores of Mexico With a force you spit the news like fire, like rain But I don't belong to you, go wrestle your own soul There's a butterfly calling, calling me home Love, will you be there, delivering final truths? While fortune and fame grace the chosen who remain among the few Every day you don't let go with those serpent like teeth, yeah Hissing as you go, digging in your heels Just like a spoilt teenage overload When daylight splits the scene Every word, every threat torments your every dream It's written in stone Will you remember the day they told you, told you so? Love, will you be there, delivering final truths? While fortune and fame grace the chosen who remain among the few Love, will you be there, remedying misspent youth? When the colour they bleed, is the same no matter how they choose Oh, well it's killing you