I was adrift and Caught in the ropes Under a pinhole sky Blowing off course Bleach me to silver Under the moon Pulling the water round And me to you I'm going home I'm going home Won't you come with me? Won't you come with me? You'll be the boat and I'll be the sea Won't you come with me? Won't you come with me?

He went to sea for the day He wanted to know what to say When he's asked what he'd done In the past to someone That he loves endlessly Now she's gone, so is he I went to war every morning I lost my way but now I'm following What you said in my arms What I read in the charms That I love durably Now it's dead and gone and I am free I went to sleep for the daytime I shut my eyes to the sunshine Turned my head away from the noise Bruise and drip decay of childish toys That I loved arguably All our labouring gone to seed Went out to play for the evening We wanted to hold onto the feeling On the stretch in the sun And our breathlessness as we run To the beach endlessly As the sun creeps up on the sea

What you at my gentie spoken friend I lack a frame to put you in When you're an ocean and a rock away I feel you in the pocket of my overcoat My fingers wrap around your words And take the shape of games we play I feed your words through my buttonholes I pin them to my fingerless gloves, green and prone to fraying Thoughts of you, warm my bones I'm on the way I'm on the phone Lets get lost, me and you An ocean and a rock is nothing to me I am far away from where you lay Awake the day while you fall to sleep An ocean and a rock away I keep you in the pockets of my dresses And the bristles of my brushes spin You into my curls today I spoon you into my coffee cup Spin you through a delicate wash I wear you all day, I wear you all day Thoughts of you, warm my bones I'm on the way I'm on the phone Lets get lost, me and you An ocean and a rock is nothing to me Thoughts of you, you warm my bones I'm on the way, I'm nearly home Lets get lost, me and you An ocean and a rock is nothing to me