We’re lost in translations
Swallowed by tidal waves
The seashore is dried out
No sense in paying retribution
When the ocean recedes
An avalanche of waterfalls fall
Off this desert land
Forced and digested
With diamond hearts
And sapphire eyes
We’re spent to the limit
With such exuberance
It’s calming to sway with the sands
Of a dried out tide
Collecting seashells
And making necklaces
Out of foreclosures for you
Reaching for the stars
Or Saturn’s rings
You leave me scrambling
For something that never existed
In the establishment of our existence
Expectations and dramatizations
Here we sleep on driftwood
Casting ourselves out
To the mercy of the sea
With just a bottle and a message
To get us by
We’re obscured in your sorrow
But ingesting in the dread of tomorrow
And dreaming of obedience denied
Sep 24, 2011
Sep 24, 2011 at 9:14 AM UTC
We’re lost in translations
Swallowed by tidal waves
The seashore is dried out
No sense in paying retribution
When the ocean recedes
An avalanche of waterfalls fall
Off this desert land
Forced and digested
With diamond hearts
And sapphire eyes
We’re spent to the limit
With such exuberance
It’s calming to sway with the sands
Of a dried out tide
Collecting seashells
And making necklaces
Out of foreclosures for you
Reaching for the stars
Or Saturn’s rings
You leave me scrambling
For something that never existed
In the establishment of our existence
Expectations and dramatizations
Here we sleep on driftwood
Casting ourselves out
To the mercy of the sea
With just a bottle and a message
To get us by
We’re obscured in your sorrow
But ingesting in the dread of tomorrow
And dreaming of obedience denied
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