she's just along for the ridewings melt and we hideall this
means nothing to the sunare we leaking this onemine comes true
herebruised, expanding clearmine full of you hereI wont claim
(?) in the sunare we leaving this oneand swift out, she goes to
the last frameshort lives and long days in a fast statethen
we'll lay way to youyour ocean spreads out on
sunbeamsradiant, knowingand your hand looks so nice in mineand
its been a thousand new seams since inceptionand radiant,
glowingthey say that we're doing fineand your ocean spreads
out on sunbeamsradiant, knowingand your hand looks so nice in
mineand the new-come struggle has both of usstapled to the
island for awhile.and they say that we're doing fine