Coral کے بول

Hit the shore, again the climb Morning sun I'm pale and blind Water too familiar, too wet Slower than the tide I've fallen back on it I may hide in the coral Undersea one more night Going deeper tomorrow Shed my wings, learn to fall Breathing water, getting old I long for legs, arms to hold My blood is cold, habit like a net Everyday I race the tide With every burning breath Closer I get To falling back on it All my life I'm floating, unknowing That I will evolve