Tonight, I dreamt the ocean was our backyard
And salted air flowed through our bodies, along side our blood.
In the beginning, we were as free as the tides
Climbing wet rocks, we would make up the tallest of tales,
Never expecting them to turn into lies for the numbing.
Always racing one another to the shore.
Last one there gets left behind.
You always let me win.
Wearing my faces
Wearing my places
Trying to be me
Never good enough to wear your own face.
You always let me win.
But the tides have shifted,
And you find yourself left only with you
As open and as free as the sea
With no one to race or leave behind, but yourself
So now who will you let win?
Tonight, I dreamt the ocean was our backyard
And salted air flowed through our bodies, along side our blood.
In the beginning, we were as free as the tides.
