White Noise With Grace Notes

I have been both lover and beloved, unrequited
Channeling our ghosts and calling it habit
And you wouldn’t have it
So we spent four months learning to sift
Sea salt through a sieve
And tracking our eyes open
Our eyes open wide
And our eyes open
And our eyes open wide
La da da, la da da
La da da, da da
La da da, la da da
La da da, da da
La da da, la da da
La da da, da da