SwingBreed
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 14, 2007
- Messages
- 161
On land, they do not see our deaths
So we will gift them with a refractive lens
Shine, our struggle
Shine, our breath
Two oceans never meet
Two oceans see with eyes of sand
On land, they must know our deaths
So we will birth their children to digest
Time, our gift to the bombs
Cry, our glowing ones
Two oceans near complete
Two oceans see with eyes of sand
So we will gift them with a refractive lens
Shine, our struggle
Shine, our breath
Two oceans never meet
Two oceans see with eyes of sand
On land, they must know our deaths
So we will birth their children to digest
Time, our gift to the bombs
Cry, our glowing ones
Two oceans near complete
Two oceans see with eyes of sand
