Flood

Pull me apart Two hundred eyes electric blue Too late Too late to stop from falling through My tongue tied, my words a mess This siren song has claimed me Our hearts Our minds are racing Flood this with desire The trick dear Don't lose face We're swept up with the tide Sweet nectar's taste Come lose yourself in primal bloom So soon We'll cast these stones about the room With deft hand and soulful grace Two dancers in the dark Our hearts Our minds are racing Flood this with desire The trick dear Don't lose face We're swept up with the tide Nails dragged through dirt And there's a wildness in your eyes To die We'll turn and twist towards the sky With arched backs and mouths agape Throw ourselves into the waves Our hearts Our minds are racing Flood this with desire The trick dear Don't lose face We're swept up with the tide