sea mist curls around primitive
winds whip your name hear the sound
heart-string quartets haven't been tugged yet,
check out the video
wander through the show
over the ruins of Atlantis below
idly offer weeping,
begin the process
something amazing can happen
In the dim gray-green cold waters
nights where the lights are rumor
thrashing sea when the tide is high as my window
my soul shivers and my heart pounds like a drum that is rocking and rolling
artificial light fragile like glass emotions
liked my deepest love drowning into in your ocean