Be Forest Airwaves
Ashen hands on me
Keep your wings and go away
Nursery bones start spinning
I'm slipping out of time
I look around and I see those white storms
I'm dreaming these waves, I never could go back
I've tucked there
In the silence of the word
The sailors ain't coming back
And the women cry white petals
I look around and I see those white storms
I'm dreaming these waves, I never could go back
