I won’t make it off either coast Backs bend, bows break Because we hunt each other I can’t shake off your summer ghost Shapes bend, seas ache Because we haunt each other
In a former life we were tied To each other by the string of a kite We can’t take flight tied To a beached whale
I can’t say what I’ll miss the most Headwinds, or crow’s beak, filling a wide eyed summer I can’t shake off your lonely ghost The great end where tides break, before…
In a former life we were tied To each other by the string of a kite We can’t take flight tied To a beached whale In a former life we were tied To each other by the string of a kite We can’t take flight tied To a beached whale
In a former life we were tied To each other by the string of a kite We can’t take flight tied To a beached whale In a former life we were tied To each other by the string of a kite We can’t take flight tied To a beached whale