To the Shore

[Verse] Oh, when your nine-day feed is up And you've drained your loving cup Come stands reeling to the shore Oh, when the brave are coming out The dry fight, and the dusty shout See you crawling on the floor And diamond stars shining glitter bright Gorging your sanhedralites Words are falling to the floor Glad stand pouring fruit trees And now they glisten on the waterline Sing home, you are at the shore I'm moving crissie pretty flowers in the shutter maze Haul up all your petty desires Leave them lying down, they fall Wash away the rusty disease Of your brown town days in our silver sea Leave it dying at the door Feather yellow your time to leave Open out your arms and breathe [Guitar solo] [Outro] Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh, to the shore now Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh, to the shore now, come on