Inside the whale
The honest saint
Held the sticks to end the gravetide
Held the sticks to stop the rain
The animals
Their rotting bodies
Line the beach like stacks of driftwood
And so we dig a mourning grave.
The difference when nothing's adding up
You'll find out what you've missed
The sounds you hear when you pretend you're sleeping
They'll wait here at your door
Outside the walls
The innocent
Hold the sticks to end the gravetide
Hold th sticks to stop the rain
Ephemeral
Their rotting bodies in the sand
Line the beach like stacks of driftwood.
The difference when nothing's adding up
You'll find out what you've missed
The sounds you hear when you pretend you're sleeping
They'll wait here at your door
Water, water,
The deep blue sea
Water, water,
The world is lost to me.
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