Ebbing

[Verse 1] Under sulfur skies The drunken tides will pull us in Unfolding, but not breathing [Verse 2] Upon your breast I’ll rest my head, in laziness Gestating, just dreaming But not breathing [Verse 3] My swallowed tongue My wounded dove Your eyes are mine Occluding, we’re sinking Just drifting, not breathing Releasing [Verse 4] In shallow ponds Within your palm There lies a mind Dissolving, not seeing Unfolding, not thinking Releasing, not breathing [Instrumental]