I could build a big machine Draw pictures for the walls Hang up all my fragile thoughts Display that you might see A space, a drop, a cloth A comfort of frailties in me A space, a drop, a cloth A comfort of frailties
Baby, why don't you see, see my sea? Make slow, get inside and pull on my sea Get inside and build your castle in me Baby, why don't you see, see my sea? The moon is dead but she still pulls on me Get inside and pull on my sea
Take time, make slow Where have I been? Why can't you see? Take time, make slow Where have I been? Why can't you see me?
I could give you petty rhymes Of worlds that I can try They're in my sleep, my dreams, I speak them Slow so you can read And not stand back and stare and fear The wish devouring things And not stand back and stare and fear The wish devouring
I could push a house all Through iron on the fire I can taste your vulnerable parts Slow so you will start To shut out what's destructed around you Look at me, I'm a sea, I'm your sea I'll shut out what's destructed around you Look at me, I'm a
Compositores: Corin Roddick, Megan James ECAD: Obra #11698322 Fonograma #15065031