Surfacing Lyrics

Strange the god of your name is in two

Shells and silvery scales and torrents of blue

One more pilot fish come to swim with the shark

Dreams of bloodiest extremes picks me from their mouth.

Stars shining bright above you

Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"

Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree

Dream a little dream of me.

Cold your blood is your soul but blood is the lie

Soul, the hand that you hold before you arrive

You're perfect, you're worth it your friends said

I guess that it's true

You mean it

I've seen it

The poets got nothing on you

Stars shining bright above you

Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"

Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree

Dream a little dream of me.

Stars shining bright above you

Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"

Bodies swinging in the sycamore tree

Dream a little dream of me.

Dream a little dream

Dream a little dream

Dream a little dream of me.

Dream a little dream

Dream a little dream

Dream a little dream of me.