Sunday - Deaf Club

A film eye, our hearts will grow

A hillside, the water’s hold

Don’t take me home, don’t take me home

Within the waves, a sinking, sighing

I’ve seen and told, I’ve seen and told

Of all the ways it starts defying me

To climb with eyes so brightly

Confined to mine this tightly

Inside the lungs are bursting

I told the sea to follow, follow me

I see the ghost, a skin oh so porcelain

A heavy tone, awaken at four again

With them I’ll go, a harbor an empty edge

A horror show, beginning before the end

To climb with eyes so brightly

Confined to mine this tightly

Inside the lungs are bursting

I told the sea to follow, follow me