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Mayfield – Our Bodies Become The Ocean Floor lyrics
I spent my childhood looking up to the mountaintops
Now as I return, I feel an inner burn
I miss those family trips we took; passing by the inukshuk’s by the coast
I want to feel the water
Let it seep into my pores
I want to feel the oceans mist amongst the air
Lift my body with the wind, there’s clarity within
I've been stepping on broken glass my whole life
Begging for an end to this hopelessness
This is where my cold blood began to run its course
The overflowing streams, a constant state of dreams
A part of me still lingers in the elder maple trees, and I don’t ever feel complete
There was once a time when I was young and full of life
I felt alive
Breathing in every single moment to capture the simple pictures
The shutter closes
When the film runs out we become hollow vessels; skeletons dancing in the draught
Our bodies become the ocean floor, left to be feasted on; creating life as we join the dead
We will be joined with the dead
Stay with me, embrace the end
We suck the life out of everything we love
Until we leave a carcass to be devoured by the sands of time and space
Now as I return, I feel an inner burn
I miss those family trips we took; passing by the inukshuk’s by the coast
I want to feel the water
Let it seep into my pores
I want to feel the oceans mist amongst the air
Lift my body with the wind, there’s clarity within
I've been stepping on broken glass my whole life
Begging for an end to this hopelessness
This is where my cold blood began to run its course
The overflowing streams, a constant state of dreams
A part of me still lingers in the elder maple trees, and I don’t ever feel complete
There was once a time when I was young and full of life
I felt alive
Breathing in every single moment to capture the simple pictures
The shutter closes
When the film runs out we become hollow vessels; skeletons dancing in the draught
Our bodies become the ocean floor, left to be feasted on; creating life as we join the dead
We will be joined with the dead
Stay with me, embrace the end
We suck the life out of everything we love
Until we leave a carcass to be devoured by the sands of time and space
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