see you next time.
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
Music
There's an island hidden in the sound
Lapping currents lay your boat to ground
Fix your barb and bayonet, the curves carve their arabast
And sorrow fills the silence all around
You come and see
There's a harbor lost within the reeds
A jetty caught in overhanging trees
Among the bones of comrades, no good mark here, no fingerprints
The rivers roll down to a soundless sea
You come and see
You come and see
Music
The tides will come and go, witness by the waking eye
The girls mark the way
No, we know for sure a mistless fading light
Will not go home again
You come and see
You come and see
Music
