Our Furious Oceans

Run out of the wide until the shallows swallow you.

Afraid of losing the sight of all that you are and all that you give to this moment.

Give to this moment. Give it all you own.

Breathe for the moment.

Believe in the moment that all comes crashing down.

All we need is time.

All we bleed is wine out of the vein of all that we conquer.

Let it out soul, cos it's all your fault.

The lines in the sand are cutting the feeling of everything.

 

It's all a game to me.

Please take the shame/blame for me cos I feel so broken and feel so overwhelmed.

Oh what the hell!

All we need is fire.

To take us from this mire of doubt and decay.

This severance prayer is eating the gods.

Yesterday's lost at sea and the waves of Our Furious Oceans take it all.