Lyrics

River gray with salty brine Wrapped around a coral spine ? it all divides Sea of salt, salt like brine Pestering with former planes ? Some of us without a name Sea or two, nitrogen Driven by the need to know Stepped into the undertow T'wards the dance, be proud of sins Looking for the ocean sand Where the moon was ? Riding by, afterglow Ledgered lines and measurements Do their dull and bottled sand