"Thirtyfour" lyrics - CULT OF LUNA

(Cult of Luna / Johannes Persson)

In her eyes he stares at his reflection. A faint dream, that disappeared at dawn
Standing at the shore patiently waiting. But the waves do not return when she is gone
So he followed her footsteps, to the highway that sealed his fate
The wind blew all sand away. Faceless people that walked astray
Behind the dunes false hope awaits the ones that lost what was loved