wheres the you that we all used to love when the spirit came upon you like a dove and your love felt exactly like ours was well i cant believe its not enough since the day that you died your hair black we were worried that the serpent would snap you never know when you might be attacked and once you go you can never come back but now the current pulls you out toward that ocean we spoke about i always thought that all we needed lived around its mouth but you find peace within the rivers sounds and your love was received through a sieve and it left a small crease in your gifts and furrowed brows on the way that you live well i cant believe the things you did to find light in the darkest of rooms to find sun in the smallest of moons to find that everyone dies too soon so why not love the road to ruin but now the current pulls you out toward that ocean we spoke about i always thought that all we needed lived around its mouth but you find peace within the rivers sounds you taught me movement sometimes can be safe when i was always scared to run away tired of lines were told that we should trace drawn by pens of someone elses faith well ive always loved the pictures that yours paints now the current pulls you out toward that ocean we spoke about i always thought that all we needed lived around its mouth but you find peace within the rivers sounds