Quicksand
There are wires in betweenHuman heart and machine.I will wait for mountainsTo tell me you're okay…
On paper my future will lay.I'll fold every failure into a crane.
Trust is quicksand,Claiming everything I have,All to give me life, all to give me life.
Slow down, hide your eyes!The sun is setting fireThrough glass, branches deep.I cough only to breathe.
Trust is quicksand,Claiming everything I have,All to give me life, all to give me life.One thousand more to go,I'll send every prayer from below.I was swallowed by a whale.
Slow down, you're all wordsAnd love is made of yarn.Scissors,A slip of the hand, a slip of the tongue;God knows I meant no harm, I meant no harm.
In between every promise and lie there is a kiss.In between tempers and suitcases there is a kiss.
In between medicine and the sick there is a kiss.In between arrows, aim, and release, there is a kiss.
(Anchors in reverseLead us back to birth.)