Sea Salt

I want to be with the sunshine trapped inside your cheeks
I want to live with your heart and be guarded by your ribs

I want to make a home in you
is that alright, love?
I want to settle down in you
would that be too much?

and if the rose pricks
well, you were meant to bleed
and if the tide shifts
you were meant to see

ain’t no sea moss trodden on these stairs no more
the ache of green and gray around my mind is gone
ain’t no salt soaked wood beneath my feet no more
the haze of falling rain can stay in my old home


I moved again


I want to sink into the ink that’s etched into your skin
I want to crawl inside of you and never come out again

I want to make a home in you
is that alright, love?
could I settle down in you
or is that too much?

and if you falter
I wish you Godspeed
and if you ever alter
it’s the same to me

cause there ain’t no sea moss trodden on these stairs no more
the ache of green and grey around my mind is gone
ain’t no salt soaked wood beneath my feet no more
the haze of falling rain can stay in my old home

and ain’t no splintered wood to break my back no more
the waves can crash and burn on someone else’s shore
there ain’t no murder of crows around my home no more
they can all f**k off and darken someone else’s door


I moved again


I found a new place
always quiet and warm
with the perfect set of hands
to hold inside my own

the perfect set of hands
to hold inside my own