These eyes will die in waves
ground that's stretching out what the sun gave
and we slept by the stones and felt our way through visions of your days
we thought of all of your names
i hold nothing else, she holds what remains
and the ways that we grow and the dust that we become again will rest in the same place in the end
some day
some way
some day we'll both feel as moved again until we're gone
we dreamt of all of your lives as we carry home dust of the cloudless summer skies
and the salt that we give is of us and all we ever had waste in the same place in the end
some day
some way
some day we'll both feel as moved again until we're gone