Plans We Made

Count for me the cost

The number of tomorrows lost

Taken from the shore

Just waiting for the undertow

Stolen nice and slow

First the body, then the blame

And then the name

Sinking sand between my toes

I will not wait until I'm pulled below

Oh, no

For nobody can see me

For who I will be

So please remind me

It's not too late

So please remind me

Unbind me

It's not too late

So please remind me

Come find me

If it's not too late