The Legend of the Dove, the Boat, and Us.
Completely sold out, I'll start it all overIt's the first time I've ever felt this wayWalking through the night, slipping out of the back alleys, climbing into a boat on the river
Thirsty, hungry, yearning for loveMaybe we can steal from someone, or we'll be stolen fromMeaninglessly killing small animals underfootWe're children who would do that, and yet we still want to be loved
The people ruled, the people oppressedPeople who steal, commit crimes, give birth, create, and liveIn houses of stones, kings, and the people they drop from the cliffsIt's a story we spit out, it's a story we restrain
I want to see things I never knew about, no matter what they areI want to be touched by something I was never givenWhether I'll believe it, or reject it,That's the climax of the chapter, and I'll be given time to chooseAnd at that time, we'll...
I'll find everything, I'll gaze at everythingIt's the first time I've ever felt this wayOne the frozen shore, leaving the boat, I walk towards the town