pick out this place
i see you're peeking at tall oceans of sky
seek out of the way
i got you leavin and coming around
with a mic for the day
wracking around the wreck you call your living
lost oceans of wine
ha i could confuse running in your ocean with
lost oceans of brine
looked how out and bowed out the living room
called even in mind
pick up all the pieces of living room
corrode me in time
with a mic for the day
and life in the way