Prime - Shearwater

You were lying on your back in the grass

Counting backward from a thousand

To cool the rush of the blood in your veins

And the pressure of everyone, everyone, everyone, everyone

When I believed in that sound

I was kidding myself

Come on, come on

Well I followed you down in a dream

To the floor of a valley under siege

Under a gunmetal moon, on a river like wire

And the ribbon runs on and on, on and on, on and on

And when I wrestle you down

Something blooms in the dark

So far back in me

I couldn’t live with your hands on my mouth

Watching ice growing over the waterfall

While the window crazes with heat

And as those fiery wheels spin and burst in the air

The light is so bright, the dark is so dark

And I dislike what I need

And I get lost in the dark

With such a violence in me

Come on, come on