Lately
I’m not much
On what to say
But in between the lights maybe we can make it ok…
she moved in fast
With the lightning and the waves
When morning came she was gone away
Lately she’s been left out in the cold…
Alone on the rope
Lately I haven’t had a lot to say
Reaching over these walls we’ve learned to live in
All I want is the fire that she makes
The lightning and the waves
Trace the fabric on the skin
Feel the current in her fingertips
Drink it in from her lips
Lately I’m not much on words
But she’s standing at my door
In between the lights
The midnight swim
Her tides are coming in 
Regarding Samuel 