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White cliffs stand tall,
A vigil, a fatherly salt-skimmed wall,
But they’ve never felt her touch.
As winter begins to sprawl,
The cracks in the clefts are calling,
And wallow in her void.

Then the waves come,
And it feels like something,
Then the waves come.
And the water, through the hands,
And it feels like the sea is the birth of something,
The waves come.

As the summer sets its feet,
And the coves are as dry as a bone,
But her memory’s so sweet.
The hollows have grown so deep,
And she’s lapping at sores on the fringe
But everywhere it feels.

Then the waves come,
And it feels like something,
Then the waves come.
And the water, through the hands,
And it feels like the sea is the birth of something,
The waves come.

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from Head For The Sun, track released September 26, 2014

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