Always,
Ankle deep in the
Cold Waves,
She’s petrified in her
Own way, always,
Delving deep in an old phase

I don’t know what you’re waiting for,
My love
A sworn promise or something more,
An answer from above?

Always,
Ankle deep in the
Cold Waves,
She’s petrified in her
Own way, always,
Delving deep in an old phase
If you’d only,
Make it easy

A spell falls on the water,
Says go throw yourself in,
You’re breathless now,
looking down through the fathoms of a million year-old grin,
You find your flow, in a sleeper hold
Of worlds without a name,
An ether dream, skipping downstream,
‘Til voices bring you home again

Don’t know what you’re waiting for,
My love
Sworn promise or something more,
An answer from above?

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