Your laugh is the final fraying strand
Holding me afloat upon these cold waters
Carried, dislocated, disconnected
My body a broken boat
Washed over the shoals
On a sea tide of expectations
Fatigue, hypothermia, numb to the shock
Black swollen bruises
Tossed against the stones
I choke on saltwater
I yearn in the surf
For the sound of your laugh
I hold it white knuckled
Until I right myself and seize
One stolen breath
Station 61 - Lucinda's Song (Newport Edition) [feat. Hazel Tratt] Lyrics
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Your laugh is the final fraying strand
Holding me afloat upon these cold waters
Carried, dislocated, disconnected
My body a broken boat
Washed over the shoals
On a sea tide of expectations
Fatigue, hypothermia, numb to the shock
Black swollen bruises
Tossed against the stones
I choke on saltwater
I yearn in the surf
For the sound of your laugh
I hold it white knuckled
Until I right myself and seize
One stolen breath
Holding me afloat upon these cold waters
Carried, dislocated, disconnected
My body a broken boat
Washed over the shoals
On a sea tide of expectations
Fatigue, hypothermia, numb to the shock
Black swollen bruises
Tossed against the stones
I choke on saltwater
I yearn in the surf
For the sound of your laugh
I hold it white knuckled
Until I right myself and seize
One stolen breath
Writer: MICHAEL RAY BEEMAN
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave