On the Sea

Out on the sea we'd be forgiven Our bodies stopped the spirit leaving Wouldn't you like to know how far you've got left to go Somebody's child Nobody made you It's not what you stole, it's what they gave you In or out, you go In your silence, your soul Would you rather go unwilling? The heart is full and now it's spilling Barreling down the steps Only a moment left In hind of sight no peace of mind Where you begin and I'm defined Daughter of unconscious fate Time will tell, in spite of me In hind of sight no peace of mind Where it begins and we'll be fine Shadows bend and suddenly The world becomes And swallows me in, me in Whistle to a friend Gentle 'til the end Any way in a name She takes shape just the same --- On The Sea - Beach House