Winded is the sailor drifting by the storm
Wounded is the organ he left all bloodied on the shore
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her, drowning in his wake
A-daily taste the salt of her tears but, a chance blamed fate
Little secrets, tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get big big waves
Ransom paid the devil. He whispers pleasing words
Triumphant are the angels if they can get there first
Little secrets, tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get big big waves
I'll decide. Take the dive. Take my time. Not my life
Wait for signs. Believe in lies to get by. It's divine
You know what it's like
Turns the bow back tows and drops the line
Puts his faith and love in tremor christ
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