Wildbirds and Peacedrums
Bleed Like There Was No Other Flood
Why
Like she's been washed up on shore
A hundred moments too many
Salt
Like there was no other way
Totally too many

It all
Being too much of everything
But not meaning anything
All
Being too much of everything
But not meaning anything

Bleed
Like there was no other flood
They burned down all bridges
Left
And needing hope to feel right
It all just pass like glimpses
Of Light

It moves too fast when she's away
Like she's a turtle and it's a plague
The light, it moves too fast when she's away
She's a turtle and it's a plague

It all
Being too much of everything
But not meaning anything
Of Light
It moves too fast when she's away
She's a turtle and it's a plague
It all
Being too much of everything
But not meaning anything
The Light
It moves too fast when she's away
She's a turtle and it's a plague