I turned from you beneath the winter
I turned to face a sea
That could swallow me
And oh, oh, oh
I just fell right in
Limb after flailing limb
Though a cradle lay upon the shore
Upon the barren beach
And it lay empty
Oh, oh, oh
Though we had kept it clean
Year after year
And as my feet scrabbled for some ground
And as the brine rushed into my mouth
I saw your hair caught on the wind
But our winters, our springs
They were gone
I called to you
But you only heard the moans
Of the tumbling waves
As they broke me on the stones
And I dreamt that you surrounded me
You picked/fished me out
You showed me home
Amidst your body’s rising, breaking swells
I was never lost
I was never alone
But now I go
Must I go?
Upon the winds
Upon the breakers
Now I go
Must I go?
Between the toes
Of the holiday makers
Won’t you just hold me?
Hold me
Oh, hold me
Oh, hold me
‘Cause you have won me
You have stolen me
You have laid
A blessing on me
Why didn’t I keep it?
Why did I lose it?
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