In the distance
I leave you
An arms reach
Nothing more
Nothing less
When the tide
Synchronizes
With Mother Moon
We call out
Checking in
Each other’s safety
Together we’d drown
Better a Blue Moon
Than Full or New
In the distance
I leave you
An arms reach
Nothing more
Nothing less
When the tide
Synchronizes
With Mother Moon
We call out
Checking in
Each other’s safety
Together we’d drown
Better a Blue Moon
Than Full or New
Baroque Medusa 