Moons and cattails. Sun and sandstone. Moons and cattails. Sun and sandstone. . I knew them way back. I knew them way back. Come along. Past the cave. Past the house. Come along. . Back
troubled now by swelling tide,. Bleached hope and sandstone lies. You're dazed in the moment. . This time I'll get it right. You can't defend it, it's predetermined. . You know I'll sit at the bottom