too deep for tending
there where the ocean turns
the rending.
In the darkness, there we weep.
We are the torn
and faded graces
ribbed in desolation's faces.
In the darkness, there we weep.
We are the grief
the ocean hears
We are the living
tide of tears
In the darkness, there we weep.
Dark to the song
a blue unbounded
Dark to the depths
the sea be sounded
In the waters, there we weep.
In the waters, there we weep.
