in another life you would have been a marine captain
you'd follow your claustrophobia to the open sea while i wait for you at the docks, i'm a doctor
i treat people's illnesses to make up for not being able to help you

you'd visit me twice a year and we'd make a home out of the cold and the broken. your deep blue eyes like the heat of a summer sky and my ice blue eyes like glaciers in the northern hemisphere. with your golden blond hair, you are the sun, my platinum blonde hair the moon.

i tell you about my thoughts and you look out to sea and tell me in another life you would have been a pirate.
it's the same lifestyle but without all the rules.
it doesn't matter, in every lifetime you wouldn't be able to be far from the water.
there's nothing like the sea, you say, there's nothing.

you hold my hand and ask me if that's okay with me, as a pirate you wouldn't be able to even visit me even twice a year
and something in me breaks but i don't mind,
i tell you i'm not like the sea you know, we look at a shipwrecked on the shore, i'm not reluctant to let go.

the warm day of your blue eyes is bleeding into the cold october night of your soul. dark masses, resembling ink more than they do water, keep crushing against our ship in the dead of night. i wonder if this is how we die, you always said that you'd prefer to drown. there's nothing quite like the sea
there's nothing