Coral - The Folk Implosion

Hit the shore, again the climb

Morning sun I’m pale and blind

Water too familiar, too wet

Slower than the tide

I’ve fallen back on it

I may hide in the coral

Undersea one more night

Going deeper tomorrow

Shed my wings, learn to fall

Breathing water, getting old

I long for legs, arms to hold

My blood is cold, habit like a net

Everyday I race the tide

With every burning breath

Closer I get

To falling back on it

All my life

I’m floating, unknowing

That I will evolve