Stolen words from the ten thousand truths of other men's mouths. I swallowed a tiger and drank a whole lake to keep my hands down, but I couldn't. No wishing back and no wishing for anything at all. I get no more lies than the ones I already have to live with. I sharpened a knife to keep my heart safe from your forked tongue. No wishing back and no wishing for anything at all. No safety inside this big whale I swallowed. My eyes cry salt and my ears hear nothing at all. I'm eating bones out of this mess and I have nothing more to try and understand.
Track Name: The Bear
Sailing out of this safe port. I want to throw up in the sea. It's a fisherman's life, carrying the night and reflecting the stars on this island made of wood. It is so, why I feel so, "everything" and "all" at the same right time. It's a goodbye, I'm leaving. A short time. I don't want to return because I know I have to return. I want to return if I don't know how long it will last. I have a self-made map under my skin but no strength to walk it out alone, so please be my anchor. Or please be my wave, be my wind, I don't want to have a home tonight. I want to throw up in the sea.