fleeting spark in our gaze
the current tore us away
from the passion, longing, and anything else
only our bodies could say
our spirits were just ornaments
each murmur of the ocean revealed
an empty trace of a false sense of grace
we never truly could conceal
so we brace ourselves
for another swell
as it breaches the bow of our coffined caravels
we are driftwood of the future wreckage
pour kerosene in the sea
we won't overcome
there's kerosene in the sea
light the match
there's kerosene inside of me
burn the witch
there's nothing left in the sea
wreck the ship
there's nothing left inside of me
The aptly-named Floating in Space write songs as big as the night sky, misty layers of synth dotted with rolling, elegiac piano. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 17, 2016
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