The Cliff - Sea At Last

all within a little death he rose, he rose I know

all within the little one, hold time, hold time, out cold

the world bleeds so blue

like we had known

without a care

of all that we had…

a line of gold between two hearts a sun, a sun for sure

how he thought to hold it in, escape, escape the blow

with blood in his veins

while the night still remains

marked by the fall

from all that we had…

while he fought the warriors off a cliff, a cliff did rise

on a bed of velvet ice, he left, he left his eyes