Tides


She's now my new sun
She don't speak but somehow calls me

Automated exchanges make us not lovers,
But feigners, we are only strangers

Not estranged to regret,
Not estranged to what follows our faulty steps

Ocean tides move to the voice of the moon,
Strange how we move
How strange that I move to the voice of the moon,
Love ringing out of tune

Regret once kept me from her door,
But every time wore off more and more
So now we're back here,
Playing sincere with a new set of bones
We are strange

Not estranged to regret
Not estranged to what follows our faulty steps

Ocean tides move to the voice of the moon,
Strange how we move
How strange that I move to the voice of the moon,
Love ringing out of tune

Leave your bad limbs behind,
For they are conduits to the heart







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