Looking through the eye
Oddly vacant skies
Torn into again
Circling
Back around
Whirlwind turns
Stomach aches
Precipitate
Wash away
Looking through the eye
Oddly vacant skies
No movement
For an instant
For sure
Still
Be still
Absolution
Endures
Sift
Sand sift
Intersection
Calm storm
I'll sail if I want to
Hushed shores won't recount the telling of this tale
I'll sail if I want to
Hushed shores won't recount the telling of this tale
I'll sail if I want to