If you go
to the wrong side of the road,
you will know that
I wanna.
You've gone this far
to feel good about yourself,
now touch the parts that
I love.
Where will you go when all goes under snow?
What can you still see when the rivers overflow
and I'm gone.
Long before
these shells hit open shore
I became
an echo.
You've honed your craft
in getting what you need,
and here you are, safe,
beneath the sand.
Where do you go when all goes under snow?
What can you still see when the rivers overflow
and I'm gone.
to the wrong side of the road,
you will know that
I wanna.
You've gone this far
to feel good about yourself,
now touch the parts that
I love.
Where will you go when all goes under snow?
What can you still see when the rivers overflow
and I'm gone.
Long before
these shells hit open shore
I became
an echo.
You've honed your craft
in getting what you need,
and here you are, safe,
beneath the sand.
Where do you go when all goes under snow?
What can you still see when the rivers overflow
and I'm gone.