Landlocked love,
Stowaway hearts,
With or Without a spark.
Fire spurs out of the muddy dark,
It whimpers and cries,
Theres a deep battle inside,
The day the stowaway heart arrives.

The skinniest lover,
Have the loudest hearts.
Landlocked love,
Doomed from the start,
A watery grave,
The conversation fades,
To the depths of a page,

Landlocked lovers,
cobblestone soul,
rough embers bush up,
as the fire unfolds,
Moon lights gaze,
against the amber bleached skin,
The day will come when we can be friends.