Quiet Harbor at Sunset

Two thousand and four. The sunlight on my skin. The world feels quiet To spring you so flight. But kindness feels the same in night. The moonlight feels the light. The stars are of the night. It's not a song, it's just a time. Oh, peace of man. I'm breaking through. Where dreams can still belong to you. Cold peace of man. The clouds may carry on. But never set you far alone. The night is turning cold. But quiet's growing bold. And stories stayed feel so old. Cold peace of man. I'm breaking through. Where dreams can still belong to you. Cold peace of man. The pathway carries on. Tomorrow's where the story