Hyaline

[Verse 1]
Standing in the waste of the waves
Hyaline
Her quiet warmth, a poised cottonmouth
Hyaline
As clones of God
Floated in

[Chorus]
I know your past, you see my shame
As the mundane shame of being
Though it’s hard to say
Just sticks anyway

[Verse 2]
It’s hard to do good with controlled intentions
Honesty thrives in a broken sentence
I’m headed to heaven to take language down
Rivers dammed in their straying will carry concrete out

[Verse 3]
God, you and me
There’s no peace without our tied feeling
God's, yours and mine
Dance serpentine

[Chorus]
I know your past, you see my shame
Its still got a hold on me
Still bound to say
We lived that way
Still bound to say
We lived that way

[Outro]
Bound to say
We lived some way