blind me and tell me the world will end
but I could not give up all of this love

the friend means more
to lonely shores
and a little less
to me

but to her
the friend's a cure
and makes her smile
perpetually

the friend is kind
and tells the water
of how he loves
her waves

the friend is dearer
to the girl,
but also to me
he means the world

I have waited for your winds
to catch up with my sails
I have waited for your harbor
to hold my ship
I have waited for your plank
to push me overboard
I have waited to fall
into the depths of this ocean

this pull between you and me is all potential energy

one year gone
nothing has changed
except for the fact that
everything's the same
looking through the lens of retrograde