Seven Seas Testo

stab a sorry heart
with your favourite finger
paint the whole world blue
and stop your tears from stinging
hear the cavemen singing
good news they're bringing

seven seas
swimming them so well
glad to see my face among them
kissing the tortoise shell

a longing for some fresher feeling
belonging or just forever kneeling
where's the sense in stealing
without the grace to be it

seven seas
swimming them so well
glad to see
my face among them
kissing the tortoise shell

burning my bridges
and smashing my mirrors
turning to see if you're cowardly
burning the witches and mother religious
you'll strike the matches and shower me
in water games
washing the rocks below
taught and tamed
in time with tear flow