I sing in an empty ocean shell and this is not my home.
Honor and laughter around, we can kill the bell.
On our own ocean our mother will swallow us whole.
Sometimes families change, we have to make our own, our own.
Sometimes families change, create your own,
Not our own.
Tak' tet u'hn stehl something that's outside of me
And seerling everdearling and far enough from it
With our hands making the dream.
We're not helping it grow,
Made it some clothes,
Patches of thyme, spent lying on the floor.
And I tore up my arms and made them like wings.
Well, they could have been anything.
Peace. Son a Bitch.
Why must you be this way?
Icing from a 1,000 years of snow the seeds and watch them grow.
Honor and laughter around, we can kill the bell.
On our own ocean our mother will swallow us whole.
Sometimes families change, we have to make our own, our own.
Sometimes families change, create your own,
Not our own.
Tak' tet u'hn stehl something that's outside of me
And seerling everdearling and far enough from it
With our hands making the dream.
We're not helping it grow,
Made it some clothes,
Patches of thyme, spent lying on the floor.
And I tore up my arms and made them like wings.
Well, they could have been anything.
Please. Son a Bitch.
Why must you be this way?
I sing from a thousand years ago, my song is not my own.