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]