The Nine Year Tide - Twelve Tribes

In a dream we had together

In a vessel of blinding light

I was bleeding from the mouth

You were dressed in someone else

I saw it coming

You were the tempest and I was the storm

You were the archetype of my disgust

Yours were the arms that kept me weighted down

In a vessel of blinding light

The lifeless stare you gave me was all we had left

A chemical releases

A scattered signal

And you confessed

In a vessel of blinding light

The lifeless stare you gave me was all we had left

You were the tempest and I was the storm

You were the archetype of my disgust

Yours were the arms that kept me weighted down

I’m bound to break your fall

To watch you heal

In the stillness before the rising tide

Raise your flag

And you take the guilt from those words you bled

Raise your flag to the sun

In your last attempt you failed us again

I’m bound to break your fall

To watch you heal

In the stillness before the rising tide

And I still have my hope to pretend

That I’m finally breathing

To leave well enough alone was too easy

It was too easy and it swallowed my heart