silentshecried
cannot think of all the cost
and all the things that will be lost
oh, can we just get a pause?
to be certain we’ll be tall again
whether weather be the frost
or the violence of the dog days
i’m on waves out being tossed
is there a line that i could just go cross?
and when i was shipwrecked
i thought of you
in the cracks of light
i dreamed of you
and it was real enough
to get me through