Hyaline

[Verse 1] Standing in the waste of the waves Hyaline Her quiet warmth, a poised cottonmouth Hyaline As clones of God Floated in [Chorus] I know your past, you see my shame As the mundane shame of being Though it’s hard to say Just sticks anyway [Verse 2] It’s hard to do good with controlled intentions Honesty thrives in a broken sentence I’m headed to heaven to take language down Rivers dammed in their straying will carry concrete out [Verse 3] God, you and me There’s no peace without our tied feeling God's, yours and mine Dance serpentine [Chorus] I know your past, you see my shame Its still got a hold on me Still bound to say We lived that way Still bound to say We lived that way [Outro] Bound to say We lived some way