[Verse] Salt on the glass of a glassless door Shadows stretch where the sun used to pour Folding blue like a breath held too long Empty chairs in the hush of the song [Pre-Chorus] Wind lifts the silence like a forgotten thread Everything still, but nothing is dead [Chorus] Oh, the umbrellas are sleeping on the shore Dreaming of waves they’ll never ignore One by one, the colors fade to gray But the tide still hums the same old way Oh, the umbrellas are sleeping on the shore— Still holding what the wind can’t take anymore [Verse] Footprints drowned in the wet sand’s kiss A seagull’s call, a distant hiss A red cap tilted where no one stood Waiting for a wave that never would [Pre-Chorus] The light falls soft as a half-remembered name And time moves slow through the hollow frame [Chorus] Oh, the umbrellas are sleeping on the shore Dreaming of waves they’ll never ignore One by one, the colors fade to gray But the tide still hums the same old way Oh, the umbrellas are sleeping on the shore— Still holding what the wind can’t take anymore [Bridge] If silence could speak, it would sing your name Beneath the moon, the sand would still flame And every fold, a verse in the dark A story waiting to be played with the spark [Outro] Oh, the umbrellas are sleeping… On the shore… Still holding… Still… Holding…