Allanalore

as the sun slips down below the earth
sharing our secrets for all they are worth
ending like [then] shadows to slivers
some all over now and yet, [being] so much more

Chorus:
and I, I think I found [home] somewhere in your, your eyes
[we've run our something ways] to say our goodbyes
and I, I think my soul was [planted in] those midsummer rains
perhaps the [same mud] travels through our banks
oh ohh oh

never knowing who would alter all I have become
on the somber twilight as they come
[something] [then of] sands will one day end
as over [you compare] the [aging]... sands

Chorus:
and I, I think I found [home] somewhere in your, your eyes
[we've run our something ways] to say our goodbyes
and I, I think my soul was [planted in] those midsummer rains
perhaps the [same mud] travels through our banks

when December [the summer?] sun rise, we will see everything changed
[in the view of somewhere else] and go our separate ways
with each given chance I will do everything I can
please don't forget how much I carried on [without]

Chorus:
and I, I think I found [home] somewhere in your, your eyes
[we've run our something ways] to say our goodbyes
and I, I think my soul was [planted in] those midsummer rains
perhaps the [same mud] travels through our banks

standing, and passing, from their world to [ours]
[bringing home the question of/asks how was?]
falling, and [bathing], into a [perfect?] [something]
we will be no [something something something]
[rum sand] to [loss and] [something], again
please don't fear, I'll be there to hold your hand
oh ohh oh