Flotsam In The Wake Songtext
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Micah, your pens are like lenses
Natalja, your hands are like birds
Justin, your songs are like drowning, then breathing,
like speech before words
I could be in a primordial sea,
growing legs were my fins used to be,
with you the brew that my new cells use like glue
We all need a bigger hand to hold onto
Natalja, your hands are like birds
Justin, your songs are like drowning, then breathing,
like speech before words
I could be in a primordial sea,
growing legs were my fins used to be,
with you the brew that my new cells use like glue
We all need a bigger hand to hold onto
We see the transparent vision
We feel the transparent form
We breathe before our mouths open
We spoke before we were born
Because we were there when the first big hole did tear,
points ascribed to what once was nowhere
So we will make, we will mend more than we break
because we rememember being flotsam in the wake.
We feel the transparent form
We breathe before our mouths open
We spoke before we were born
Because we were there when the first big hole did tear,
points ascribed to what once was nowhere
So we will make, we will mend more than we break
because we rememember being flotsam in the wake.
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