With Holes for Thumb Sized Birds Songtext
von Maritime

Before the sun
And after there′s limestone
There's so little time in this place
That I get sick with motion

And before the wind
Throws us back in the ocean
We′ll be goat horned with sin
That's before we begin

Dead sea skin


The half of everything we think we own
Stands up and walks away
The ancients leak
Cats play in the garden

My calcium hands
Roman commands are harden
And now moon is ours and star eyes are older
With holes for thumb sized birds

Dead sea skin
Dead sea skin

Half of everything we think we own
Stands up and walks away
Half of everything we think we own
Stands up, walks away

Stand up, walk away