The Pearl - Espers

I need you round the middle

A soft and tender line

I need you round the middle

I’m not a broken boy

I come from out there

I’m not a golden brother

I’m not a hopeless son

Go sailing towards the sine wave

And sailing towards the pearl

That told you my name

And so they don’t hide

And say it won’t come

I’ll leave my blinds up

My lights on

I’m growing round the middle

You’ll grow up with the tide

I’ll come apart in pieces

Return with twice this life

And