Album: Swaddling Songs
Pity the poet who suffers to give
Sailing his friendship on oceans of love
Strange harbour soundwaves break
Out of his reach
Love is a foreigner to the queen of the beach
Moonfilled and thunderful star-staggered eyes
She broke away to be one with the skies
She feeds his love
to the nightmare she rides
Suffers her hunger to inherit the prize
Queen of the skies
Thunder-stricken tempest strikes fire in the sky
Beacons of flame for the queen as she flies
Blind to his ocean and deaf to his cries
She's blind and she's deaf
But she's queen of the skies
King of the seabed, he sleeps on his own
The fishes have found him the seaweed has grown
He slipped through the waves
And he sank like a stone
Queens who have nightmares
Must be queens on their own