Coralline

This salt-sick rest is over

lay crushed on the rusted stones.

The sand has all been swallowed

it's wrapped in the undertow.

The bay is only shallow enough to repeat

this game of wound and follow

to the edge of the sea.

Colour me insane

I'll take you where

the coast divides the sorrow.

This is my terrain

I'll take you there to show you

on what the suffering depends.

Bellicose spray

cuts right through me

birds fall half-dead

clouds are rolling

into the shore.

I saw it all.

Colour me insane

I'll take you where

the coast divides the sorrow.

This is my terrain

I'll take you there to show you

on what the suffering depends.

Colour me insane

I'll take you where

the coast divides the sorrow.

This is my terrain

I'll take you there to show you

I saw it all.

I saw it all.