Bring all of the boats in to flee these souls from the floodBring all of the boats in the magnetic field is to shield usFrom the lights in the sky that combineAnd arrive in a cloud clarifiedI can't say what i saw thereAt first i was sleeping and now i am floating down the hillAnd now on a dune where the sound of a white noise is risingIt's clawing at my eardrumsDig into the wavesCut out all the ways we used to beDig into myselfAnd pull out all the organs i don't needWe're all up top now and language is losing its edgeThe seventy two of us speaking in glances and dancingBlur my skin melt my limbs with your scalesBlend the fins and the teeth and the tailsIt's a golden age upon us now
