Sifted through the library of the last ten years
And there hasn't, I don't suppose
Been a moment we can hold as close
As the night we kicked of our clothes and swam in the salt
I wish a deep and early grave
To the collection of moments I caved
Whether they were minute or massive waves
As I lay in the bed we made, swallowed whole
Soon we'll leave this place
For not a full stop but parentheses
The most lovely of life sentences
All I wanted was to mention this, you're here in my heart