Windinseaandwhine (Herbivore)

Sound, isn't it strange
how the layers play and intertwine
Sound, isn't it strange
Like the ancient wind in sea & whine
Sound, upon her whim
whispering she won't wait for him
His writ, a heavy limb
frails & flails
Spinning hymns
Spinning him
Spinning him
flails & frails and spinning hymns
Spinning him through sea in whine
the ancient wind in sea & whine
Still, a seraphim of irridescence will
pulse & pull you in
as you leak away your hydrogen
'till your lungs give in
Faint, I hear her roar
and ricochet off the ocean floor
round an ambient wade
in textures all unheard before
Faint, I hear her roar
and ricochet off the ocean floor
round in ambient wade
in textures all unheard before
heard before
herbivore
in textures all unheard before
heard before
herbivore
in textures I haven't heard before
Still, a seraphim of irridescence will
pulse & pull
pulse & pull you in
as you leak away your hydrogen
'till your lungs give in
Sound, isn't it strange
Sound, isn't it strange
Sound, isn't it strange
Sound, isn't it strange



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Dalton, Whitney Waller
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