Lissom、Julien Marchal、Lowswimmer - Tides
When you left me laying
On that ashen parkway
I won't come back to you soon
Back to your moon
It was April, May
And everything was all sideways
Seeing in velvety hues
Desperately blue
Still, an exit made its
Way to you slowly
Look how your jealousy moves
Empathy brews
And in your heavy way
Incessantly outplayed
See your supremacy bloom
It tends to feed you
It tends to leave you
Are we loved
Still trying
Lost in it
Untying
So which one
Your tide's in
Under it
I'm dying
Your sun's up
High enough
I'm lit up
In the lunar rays
In the cavity, I wake
I won't come back to you soon
Back to your moon
