Through us tide plays clock. Scribbles, waveforms cross. Fool us when they talk. Chisel bits we've lost. Through all this tide takes us.
Back home to the ocean floor. I know I've been here years before. I hope you'll leave your open doors. And hold me like your hand adore.
Matter slows and stops. Vital oculus. Choose us for their rock. Use us all we've got. Through all this tide takes us.
Fits well there like it belonged. Fell there hurried along.