The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
Can you feel me at your front door
Or did i lose you at sea
In the tide that separated us
And pulled you away from me?
The last i saw of the shore line: the aurora, the ever setting sun
The ground swell, it pulled me under
And now those nautical miles are nothing next to the steps i took to get here
Waiting for the water to calm