Tides of Time - Epica

Written by：Coen Janssen/Isaac Delahaye/Sascha Paeth

You were always there to hold my hand

When times were hard to understand

But now the tides of time have turned

They keep changing

Seasons range but you remain the same

A steady heart a sun to rain

You'll be the light that's shining bright

High above me

Autumn cold losing heart

We are leaves meant to fall

There is a meaning to all

That fades

Freezing winds were stayed by warming words

To touch your healing to the hurt

I'll treasure every lesson learned

To the embers

Fires fail

Blushes pale

We will answer the call

There's a meaning to all our

Seeds of eulogy

To sow along with dreams

Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

Frail is our beauty in the end

But all we count is sentiment

A memory stays to guide the way and whisper

Don't lose sight don't deny

We're leaves meant to fall

There's a meaning to all our

Seeds of eulogy

To sow along with dreams

Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

A symphony resounding in our minds

Guides us through what we knew

Would come all along

Sometimes I feel like I don't have the words

Sometimes I feel like I'm not being heard

And then I fear I'm feeling nothing more

Sometimes I feel I don't want this change

And think we all have to rearrange

And now I feel there's no one losing more

Seeds of eulogy

To sow along with dreams

Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone

A symphony resounding in our minds

Guides us through

As you hear me

As you do

As you need me

Making true

What we knew would come all along