Padding feet on the ocean shore
Man and girl are walking - quiet
as they can be for the waves are calling out
Out and in, out and in, out and in, dos.

Muddy, gritty fingers scraping against cotton
Words left unsaid walk along beside them
And her nails grip into her arm
She breathes out and in, out and in, out and in, dos.

The world around is ebbing away
Melting off the canvas shore
Layer upon layer of blue, blue paint
Out and in, out and in, out and in, dos.