This is where, this is where the bottle lands. Where all the biggest questions meet. With little feet stood in the sand. . This is where the echoes swell to nothing on the tide.
I will fly swift and true straight to you, like an arrow. Just to be where you lie. Meet my quest, do my shambling best to be near you. Where you lie.
Young man with a bruised old soul. One snap to bring you back. Hands black with smudging the night into day. There's lend time in the alley, you could slip away.
This is where, this is where the bottle lands. Where all the biggest questions meet. With little feet stood in the sand. . This is where the echoes swell to nothing on the tide.