Salt

I could hardly spot the bayside Wading blindly towards the isle Trying to catch my breath underwater Feels like trying to draw a line with my hands tied But i can taste what's left from days of steel blue burning skies Makes me want to flinch when I open up my eyes Maybe this won't be an ideal way to deal with what is going on But for now this feels like home, feels like home Backrolls and high tides making my lungs ache Drench me notion, lock me in reefs where the unknown crowns the fate I cannot go back to hearing aid 'Cause I have learnt to love the quiet But i can taste what's left from days of steel blue burning skies Makes me want to flinch when I open up my eyes Maybe this won't be an ideal way to deal with what is going on But for now this feels like home, feels like home Feels like home Feels like home Home, home Tide pools in my head Build a home to things better left unsaid But i can taste what's left from days of steel blue burning skies Makes me want to flinch when I open up my eyes Maybe this won't be an ideal way to deal with what is going on But for now this feels like home, feels like home