Iscariot

I want my girl
And I want the ocean
Her limbs to curl
The wave like motion
I'm as blue as the sea that
I'm longing to breathe in
She is the reason
And the rhyme
And the stretching of time

I want my girl
And I want the ocean
The skin the salt
The arms the open
She's as soft as the sea
Makes me want to believe
There is a reason
And a rhyme
And the shrinking of time
Will soon make her mine

I've swung low
I've swung low
Iscariot
I've swung low
Iscariot
A bed below
A night to hold

I've swung low
I've swung low
Iscariot
A morning left
With bitter sweat

I've swung low
Iscariot
Pleasure past
A scar to last

I've swung low
Iscariot
And I wanna go home
I wanna go home