Do you hear the ocean in my breath
Or see the pearls in my eyes
I try to lay upon you now the truth
But distance is your space that is dreamed to life

Something in your tears that might relate
May fall upon the lips of one
Whose cheeks are mountains in your skies
When you feel like you are your forest alone

Thick skin thins the color of light
While fragile bones cast like runes on stone
Fate is written on the soles of our feet
And death is seen first in the white of eyes that bleed

Wine you make from the fruit of my offerings
An intoxication of a lesser truth you pray
But less than truth is just a lie
When your skin turns to sand
And from grace fall your eyes