Oceans - Crywolf, Ianborg

Bright lights, explosions

Your touch is an ocean in my head

It’s coming on, it’s running thin

I feel the fire in your hands

It’s a bright light at the end of the world

Your hot fire and your presence is heard

It’s a bright light at the end of the world

Your hot fire and your presence is heard

Bright lights, explosions

Your touch is an ocean in my head

It’s coming on, it’s running thin

I feel the fire in your hands

It’s a bright light at the end of the world

Your hot fire and your presence is heard

Tow me deeper still

Spread my skin and fill

All my bones with fire

I feel it coming on, coming into me

Like a flood, like a breath, like a melody

Your touch consumes my mind

I see it in your eyes, I see it in your eyes

Lack a flame, like a drug, I know you realize

This was meant to be