Fall into the waves like thistles in the waste
And it saddens me to see you

I knew her eyes and I could never give in
Treading water on a river that runs
Through the s e we cleared
"we'll rest her here"

It's the horizon that is always ahead

Fall into the waves like thistles in the waste
And it saddens me to see you
But it's what remains in nature's way
Their jaws were strong
And there's nothing wrong

[cleo was the first to go]