Blackness of the Sea
1.Healer of all illness,
Illness of the soul,
A gentle slap is all it takes
To make you feel you’re
whole.
2.Healer of all illness,
Illness of the eyes,
Enough to see the deepest
green
To forget all that dies.
3.That song is so feral,
Almost feels like magic,
Enough to listen for a day
To forget all that’s tragic.
4.That coldness is madness,
Can’t put it in a jar,
It loses all the chants
within
Before you get too far.
5.God, I’ve been unthankful,
Neglecting what is near,
And now I just don’t want to
leave;
When I do, she’ll disappear.
