Lyrics

old magnet drawing closer
old deeds and sayings
clothes are different too

the high winds breed
an ease for merging circles
jellyfish wading
in shallow waters

lingering blue, a ghost of a tune
thought of you on that afternoon
lingering two, asleep on the dunes
waking up to a sliver moon

I wandered off
slow bullet from the cannon
old deeds and senses
dissolve in my transparence

you don't know what it is I saw
you don't know what it's called