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Text: Ash. Low Ebb.

I heard a calling
From mile beyond the grave
What was it saying
I could not make out a word

Shiver in the cold light
And in your troubled mind
Darkness has enveloped your heart
And stile the lustre from your eyes

Still hold on
As the light is fading out
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away

It feels like the last strand of summer
Feels like the end of the day
Nothing to get up for tomorrow baby
Everything caught in decay

Shiver in the cold light
And in your troubled mind
Darkness has enveloped your heart
And stile the lustre from your eyes

Still hold on
As the light is fading out
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away

Thinking staring out the window
There's one thing she can never know
You can never teller her
How close you are to letting go

Still hold on
As the light is fading out
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Although there's still pulsing in you veins
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Feels like your life is ebb, ebbing away
Ebbing away
Ebbing away