I was made of the stars
But you were made of the sea
I was always convinced
That through your veins ran galaxies

And your baby blues
Looked like the earth from space
The cigarette smoke on your lips
I would always trace

In your eyes I floated
Your lips I drank
Between your sheets I swam
But in your words I sank

In the depths of your ocean
I called out
water muffles words
from 100 feet down

So here I am now
At the bottom of the sea
Weighted down on the floor
Tears are quite salty