Salt Songtext
von Elena Steri

I could hardly spot the bayside
Wading blindly towards the isle
Trying to catch my breath underwater
Feels like trying to draw a line with my hands tied

But i can taste what′s left from days of steel blue burning skies
Makes me want to flinch when I open up my eyes
Maybe this won't be an ideal way to deal with what is going on
But for now this feels like home, feels like home

Backrolls and high tides making my lungs ache
Drench me notion, lock me in reefs where the unknown crowns the fate
I cannot go back to hearing aid
′Cause I have learnt to love the quiet


But i can taste what's left from days of steel blue burning skies
Makes me want to flinch when I open up my eyes
Maybe this won't be an ideal way to deal with what is going on
But for now this feels like home, feels like home

Feels like home
Feels like home
Home, home

Tide pools in my head
Build a home to things better left unsaid

But i can taste what′s left from days of steel blue burning skies
Makes me want to flinch when I open up my eyes
Maybe this won′t be an ideal way to deal with what is going on
But for now this feels like home, feels like home