On Brighton Shores...

(Verse 1)
Oh, the waves crash on the Brighton shore,
Footsteps fade where they walked before.
Tall tales spun both wild and free,
Truth be damned, just wait and see.

(Chorus)
Oh, the world turns, the stories grow,
What is real? We’ll never know.
Lies like whispers on the breeze,
Changing shapes with such great ease.

(Verse 2)
Accusations rise like tides,
Truth gets lost where rumor hides.
A claim today, a twist tonight,
A tangled web spun out of spite.

(Chorus)
Oh, the world turns, the stories grow,
What is real? We’ll never know.
Lies like whispers on the breeze,
Changing shapes with such great ease.

(Bridge)
Wind and whispers, tide and stone,
Falsehoods claimed but never owned.
Shifting blame with practiced grace,
Yet truth remains a lost embrace.

(Verse 3)
Morning rises, sky so wide,
More deceit set sail with pride.
Footsteps fade but voices stay,
Shouting lies that lead astray.

(Outro)
Oh, the world turns, the stories grow,
What is real? We’ll never know.
Lies like whispers on the breeze,
Changing shapes with such great ease.