Scour to find veins coursing warm
Collect your thoughts from door to door
Trade your past mirth and your aches into the cracked earth

And sidewind your ocean floor

You let dusk dreams hold you to

Storms waging wars behind the calm
You wake forlorn, your still heart feels stillborn
Four crescents pressed in each palm


Don't go far and away
See I've been missing you

So lost between the days that you fall through
Floating at sea
Tides of the deepest blue

Will wash you on the morning shore
And I'll wait for you


You hung your sails from your crooked spine
Light brushes over shaking lips
In defeated mire fly the victory flag higher

Held to your own remote eclipse

Don't go far and away

See I've been missing you
So lost between the days that you fall through
Floating at sea

Tides of the deepest blue
Will wash you on the morning shore
And I'll wait for you