The Word Of The Sea

Cover your eyes Hear the resound of your moment awake Strain your ears catch the air In the shore The word of the sea opens up to you To each one of us Grasp with your hands the saline foam On the shoal Of the sea I have the weight of it all The word of the sea warms the canvas The word of the sea warms me It is all an obsession It never ends in great paint strokes It may be what I want it may be What I want It may be The canvas Is not really cold It is like so many worms That rise and do not Remain to see you tremble They leave you and frame you And so you end up tied up You end up The word of the sea warms the canvas The word of the sea warms me It is all an obsession It never ends in great paint strokes It may be what I want It may be what I want oh yeah It may be what I want oh yeah The world never ends Till we come To pretend The world never ends in the end The word of the sea warms the canvas The word of the sea warms me It is all an obsession It never ends in great paint strokes It may be what I want The word of the sea warms the canvas The word of the sea warms me It is all an obsession It never ends