From the recording Self-titled EP


lip-stained glass, rainbow on the window sill
it looked half-full, just before it spilled
water runs like our cat across the room
we and tides humbled by the moon

blinks and nods guiding to a dreamland
where waves walk home, tucked into a bed of sand
it feels so warm having harnessed all the sun today
meet my friends, they sing from far away

black, white, grey: capturing a landscape
sights and soul surface on the page
draw me a house with love and light within
erase the lock; this is where we begin