Indecision has been made,
erase the line of sight,
and for every shot thats slung
evaporate the light,
within a tar like hold
believing what we're told
and the edges start to fray
before the centre folds between the lies
a distant whale cries until the sea overflows
Once upon a time we'd never been cold
and tidally the message had been sent
the fury would start and finally
the whale it would reign
like a king on a storm cloud
Like the wind through autumn leaves
you rake the shards of light
and everytime they stare
you lose a little sightto sea,
you're winding willows over trees
until the sea overflows