The waves
Matthew and the atlas
Down in the waves I swam
Pictures and photographs hidden in your hands
And if you go
Then I'll go to
Down to the ocean
With you
Pictures and photographs hidden in your hands
And if you go
Then I'll go to
Down to the ocean
With you
This story is over now
You'll see that soon
And while the wood it burned
I stayed too long
Now the stars are out, the stars are out, the stars
Well I'm not afraid of the mess that you made
I've seen your heart
It's tattered and frayed
The skin on my bones and blood in my veins
I'll wait by the ocean
And home...
This story is over now
You'll see that soon
And while the wood it burned
I stayed too long
Now the stars are out, the stars are out, the stars
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