Lissom、Julien Marchal、Lowswimmer - Tides

When you left me laying

On that ashen parkway

I won't come back to you soon

Back to your moon

It was April, May

And everything was all sideways

Seeing in velvety hues

Desperately blue

Still, an exit made its

Way to you slowly

Look how your jealousy moves

Empathy brews

And in your heavy way

Incessantly outplayed

See your supremacy bloom

It tends to feed you

It tends to leave you

Are we loved

Still trying

Lost in it

Untying

So which one

Your tide's in

Under it

I'm dying

Your sun's up

High enough

I'm lit up

In the lunar rays

In the cavity, I wake

I won't come back to you soon

Back to your moon