there's this recurring dream we had
moonlight was setting along the shore
I opened up these closet walls
and waves came crashing towards
the scribbling hands and empty palms
reaching for molecules of flesh
these tired eyes and great disguise
wishing for a single breath
I tell you time again that I'm wading
in an ocean you can't see
and they're threatening to drown me
though I'm only ankle deep
Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 3:52 AM UTC
there's this recurring dream we had
moonlight was setting along the shore
I opened up these closet walls
and waves came crashing towards
the scribbling hands and empty palms
reaching for molecules of flesh
these tired eyes and great disguise
wishing for a single breath
I tell you time again that I'm wading
in an ocean you can't see
and they're threatening to drown me
though I'm only ankle deep
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