At the margins of the land, I get to know your skin
Where the sand dunes slope into a wild ocean
Where a great plain heaps into a jagged mountain
Oh, I feel your heart swell with the ghost life here, so magnificent
And yet some days we are stoned, cold and stuck
Whether in time or place or head or heart
But dear, we'll never feel the years with the wind at our backs
And we can live our days in a ghost life here, so magnificent
And yet some days we are stones cold and stuck
Whether in time or place or head or heart
But dear, we'll never feel the years with the wind at our backs
And we can live our days in a ghost life here, so magnificent
Oh, blood, ocean blood
Salty blood
Flows like torrents through our hearts
And knows just what it wants
Love, shapeless love
Wild, tireless love
Fast in the free ether
Ghostly white and seething hot
Sky, ocean sigh
Dark mirror shine
Swift to the backs of our eyes
Deep, wanting eyes