Purchase, download and stream Wanderlust here: Lyrics: We built our homes far away from the sea So afraid of the world that lies underneath We make ourselves a boat from the trees And a quay to depart to a land made of dreams To the bottom, I sink And then I start to think Maybe i’m made of ink I’m done letting the waves wash over me So the city and the sea Can return to how they should be We’re still painting blueprints on canvas With our bare hands But now we need to start again And return to form At the edge of the water We’re sinking faster Into a bottomless sea Accepting of all these is and can be Accepting of all there is and can be, accepting of all there is Accepting of all there is and can be, accepting of all there is Mother nature, sing to us your favourite song Serenade me, serenade me until i’m dead and gone Oh, father time, you’ve turned on
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