almanac - Purity Ring

I couldn’t see over your back

Your skin was racked

With season to swallow

You are my almanac, oh

Make me grow, oh, make me grow

Push me out from the land

I’ll lick the salt off of your hands

Swim over bodies that fell

Open my eyes to nothing but you

The changing sea

The universe meets

To swallow me

I climbed a mountain

Up your spine, I climbed inside your mind

Up to your eyes to make you blind

To make you mine

You are my almanac, oh

Push me out from the land

I’ll lick the salt off of your hands

Swim over bodies that fell

Open my eyes to nothing but you

The changing sea