past the sleep

across the ocean

under the sand

that got in your wounds

across the ocean

under the land

that you now consume

there sleeps a demon

it wakes at night by the light of the moon

and its watching while you sleep

while you sit and dream

of all the people laughing

picking up the shells

too concerned with suntans

nobody can tell

they end up empty

wanting

wandering

hollow like their shells

on seashores and sailors can tell they'll never tell to their maidens and babies

tales that they'll never tell

across the ocean

under the water that got in your lungs

there sleeps a demon

it knows exactly what you will become

and it's watching while you sleep

while you sit and dream

of all the people laughing

picking up the shells

too concerned with suntans

nobody can tell

they end up empty

wanting

wandering

hollow like their shells

on seashores and sailors can tell they'll never

tell to their maidens and babies

tales that they'll never tell

while you're dreaming at the sea. they end up empty

wanting

wandering

hollow like their shells

on seashores and sailors can tell they'll never

tell to their maidens and babies

tales that they'll never tell

they end up empty

wanting

wandering

hollow like their shells