Text: Delays. Faded Seaside Glamour. There's Water Here.

Don't look down, looks like trouble
Distant sound, must be trouble
All that I
have learnt
goes out the window
When I'm not home

Relocate to ice and idle notions
Of
misplacement, traces of some other
Sound is rushing up to meet me
Cos I'm not home, I'm
not home

There's water here to last all year
Just don't rush me don't make me
crawl

Can I have another day to think
Can I take the shade beneath the trees

There's
water here to last all year
Just don't rush me don't make me crawl
To
you...