Revival -

Well they’re calling from the rocks again

Flipping locks of blond and straw and brown and red

I made corrections but the winds in your direction

Severs all my connections

Getting closer to the siren

Float away from those horizons

Well they look so pencil thin

Against the blue and solar winds

Cause I’m so far away

Oh revival

There’s a city called revival made of blocks of poison ivory

But it really doesn’t matter anyway

Now the water’s rushing in up through the planks made out of skin

Throat knots up with fault

Lungs filling with salt

Getting closer to the siren

Float away from those horizons

Daughter, sister, Mother Earth

Root up the trees caress the dirt

Say today’s for you and I

I kiss your waves and fuck your sky

Oh revival