a swarm
behind the isles
of the sea
we’ve been swimming in blind
with all that sharks around
sharpen your teeth
we’ll live with them tonight
sharpen your teeth
we’ll live with them

your hand’s in my hair
and my hands wrapped around in memory
your hand in my hair
and my hands wrapped around in memory

a thousand colours faded out [bad word] that ocean which keeps me warm
a hundred feathers fallen down [bad word] the hollow where i am now
 [bad word] [bad word] the hollow where i am now

your hand’s in my hair
and my hands wrapped around in memory
your hand in my hair
and my hands wrapped around in memory