Islands
Five daysUnderwaterNear your islandOff the coastI knowFive waysYou were my loverIncantationOff the tideIn rhyme
Oh, what if the whole world finds you waitingOh, as it can so long now haveOh, I thought you knew that I'd be comingThe way you move, a foreign groove, at night
I could neverI could never hold you
Watch it rise and where you hide your pearlFeel the tide low where you cast those stones you wearWhen no one's home, do they feel cold on your bonesAll the years I miss your warmthHave you missed my warmth?On your island