Empty Hands - Prawn

You’re coded in your thoughts

I can’t say I’m surprised

A dip into brackish waters

What a dicey surmise

I’ll drift along

Carried on

By some trade winds

Maybe I can’t fight these gales the way you did

I’m roaming around

I’m roaming around

In the back of my head

I’m looking for ends

But find it open

I left you out to dry

I would wait for it

I would wait for it

I 'd never let you

You’ll never walk alone

Would you wait for me?

I never think of the times when you stayed near

But I long for you now

With my empty hands

The neap tides and half moons that hold me here

The long nights in mangroves that hold me here

Your coy quips and small talk that holds me here

A dip into brackish water

No one’s surprised

That we stay

That we stay a float

I’ll wait for

I’ll wait for the spring tide to tell you

Oh I’ll wait for the spring tide to tell you

All the ways I

I need you here with me

Stuck inside these weeds

I need you hear with me

Cuz I learn from your love

Oh I learn from your love