wet on wet

you dissolve, hmm

colours fade by the wave

Right foot in

then the left, hmm

fade to black/no way back

So I am all who’s left

(All who’s left got me here)

All my life you lived me...

Who will moor the moonlight,

who will deem, who will rush?

Who will poke the night sky,

let the night drain, let the light in?

Now the hour is hither

just release, cast aside

Who will bring me back here

to dye the water with colour?