Land Meets Sea

Lyrics

Sunday feigns spring-like to The darker light approaching Sound and the flush of new blood Comes like the last tide It's been some time since I've dreamt the highway rush of Faded colors and The flush of new blood Reminds me of dying Swell and fall Sunday feigns spring-like and The same light sounds Each beat falls Farther on the shore And I climb And thought ends with pulse Where dark meets light Land meets sea