♪
I'll fly by the seas of my past ♪
♪ No airfield down near I want to touch down on ♪
♪ I'd rather be traveling solo ♪
♪ No road is long enough for me to return by
seaside ♪
♪ Shelves with no love
in line ♪
♪ A mouth full of dirt I grew up on upstream ♪
♪ A drink that's as fresh as full no one below ground ♪
♪ A darkness I'll keep to myself ♪
♪ I'll sink by the
weight of my own shame ♪
♪
No harbor
I'll score
to weather the
worst storms ♪
♪ I'd rather
be suffering
solo ♪
♪
Shoulders wide enough for me to collapse in
seaside ♪
♪ A sack full of shelves for no love
in line ♪
♪ A mouth full of dirt I grew up on upstream ♪
♪ A drink that's as fresh as full no one below ground ♪
♪ A
darkness I'll keep to myself ♪
♪ There's a darkness I'll keep to myself ♪
♪ I'll fly by the sea ♪
♪ To meet my past.
♪
