Gesture draws a broken hill
Face to the soil
A rotten teeth
Livid child, red on the beach
You had a home
A wound to leave
Treasure lie beyond the seas
You paint it gold
You paint it neat
Seagulls fly around the pier
A starving dog
They should unleashed
Hope in the world you drew
So you took grasp on the world you drew
Colorful lakes and a whale you drew
Crushed down by the world you drew
Blue shape
Blue shape
On and on the shattered lips
Hurt by the salt
A flock of seals
It's nothing but salt
The water's cold
You drew a lion on the hill
You felt aside
Hope in the world you drew
So you took grasp on the world you drew
Colorful lakes and a whale you drew
Crushed down by the world you drew
Blue shape
Blue shape