Shinedown - Beyond the Sun Lyrics
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Beyond the Sun
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What Are The Lyrics For Beyond the Sun By Shinedown?
Speak to me
So I can understand your tongue You seem rather fragile It's been said It's cold beyond the sun Have you ever been there? Communicating thoughts of ways To never have to speak again Let me be the fire in your head Bring what's yours, I'll take what's mine And meet you on the other side We'll leave a sun so anyone can find us A better place, a sweeter time We won't need any wings to fly A place beyond the sun Look for me The way you would if you were blind Don't be so resistant I've been known To travel much too fast Is that you in the distance? Communicating thoughts of ways To never have to speak again Let me be the fire in your head Bring what's yours, I'll take what's mine And meet you on the other side We'll leave a sun so anyone can find us A better place, a sweeter time We won't need any wings to fly A place beyond the sun Communicating thoughts of ways To never have to speak again Let me be the fire in your head Bring what's yours, I'll take what's mine And meet you on the other side We'll leave a sun so anyone can find us A better place, a sweeter time We won't need any wings to fly A place beyond the sun |
Who Wrote Beyond the Sun By Shinedown?
Anthony C. Battaglia, Christopher Belding Gill, Brent Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Beyond the Sun By Shinedown?The duration of Beyond the Sun is 4:13 minutes and seconds. |
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