I was nothing if not distraught
Russet and frail, my youth streamed lies
He was anything but a loss

Brown splishing eyes and chaos caught
Tight in the tipsy bows I plied
I was nothing, if not distraught

Wrecked as we were, while I forgot
Heart in his throat, I made it mine
He was anything but a loss.

Beckon me back, claim me as frost
Slight, on the brink of stolen tides
I am nothing if not distraught.

Weak as I stood, I still cannot
Lean on the love who fleetes with prime
He was anything but a loss.

Black preened his eyes, n' I just watched
Lacking water, we sunk in pride
I was nothing if not distraught.
He was all, all I ever I lost.