High tides, explosions
Your touch is an ocean in my head
It's coming on, it's running thin
I feel the fire in your hands
It's a high tide at the end of the world
Your high cry and your presence is heard

Tow me deeper still
Spread my skin and fill
All my bones with fire

I feel it coming on, coming into me
Like a flood, like a breath, like a melody
Your touch consumes my mind
I see it in your eyes, I see it in your eyes
Lack of fear like a drug I'm here to realize
This was meant to be