A Year Underwater

One hundred days now long undone
Eyes long cold, warmed by the sun
Through mist and shadow, cloud and shade
Stumble forth to the ends we've made

My jar of karma
Gathers dust on the sill
Contents ripened in the sun

A year underwater
Has not drowned my will
Yet I'm built and destroyed at a touch

And this place has never been home
Here my balance is fragile
Sometimes we believe we're alone
And forget we're entangled

When will we be here again
At this crossroads of summer tides
Oh, please don't pretend
That you don't feel this alive

And she's not afraid of me
Though I could consume her so quickly
And I'm not afraid of her
Though she could break me with a thought

Through whispers of storms by streetlights and bonfires
I've held her up
As a rock, a pedestal, a pillar of salt
I've derived a bare sustenance
From the scraps of glory fallen to earth

But when we will meet here again
At this crossroads of summer tides
I'm begging you, please don't pretend
You don't feel this alive
When will we be here again
At this crossroads of summer tides
Oh, please don't pretend
That you don't feel this alive

The last time
That our planets eclipsed
We were consumed by darkness;
we consumed the darkness
We woke up shattered
Through these years
I have gathered the pieces
Done this penance
Sought this redemption

Fall into place
Close your eyes,
Cross my fingers

Shed this disgrace
Place your hand on my heart

Run through these veins
With this page
As my witness

Feel this embrace
You are mine
Vict'ry is ours

But when we will meet here again
At this crossroads of summer tides
I'm begging you, please don't pretend
You don't feel this alive
When will we be here again
At this crossroads of summer tides
Oh, please don't pretend
That you don't feel this alive