This was bound to happen,
you’re bound to the ocean, love.
But as your skin is sinking in, embrace it.
Bullets on the front page
scream your name.
Do you hear?
Or do you shake?
Stand and wait to face them?
And in pieces, crawl through the town
until your limbs erupt and spill to the ground.
This was bound to happen,
you’re bound to the ocean, love.
But as your skin is sinking in, embrace it.
You’re impressed by the tasteless flavors,
you undressed and I wanted you
to stay until the flames descended.
And in pieces, crawl through the town
until your limbs erupt and spill to the ground.
You leave your love above the bed frame.
And I speak, in tongues, or so it seems.
We bleed the blood on errant passion.
Tell me who do you see
behind your eyelids?
And you’re breathing in tune to the words
I would sing to you.
Oh, but your sleeping
and tell me, “Who do you see?”