Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There’s something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own

A star explodes a storm
A billion seasons born
A shock to the waves I know
breaking far from shore

Don’t want to talk
All I hear is noise

The future’s in my hands
I hold it in my palms
Engrave it in the leylines running
Right down her arms

Speak in silent tongues
Lies reflect the times
The ghost and the shadows fill
The living scene

Don’t want to talk
All I hear is noise