Her Secret Seas

I’m jumping in head first I don’t care how deep it is She bleeds beauty so well It seeps through cracked walls My fingers paper-cut and aching to a beat From writing, turning pages I’d give them all to her She lays her head somewhere on some far away cloud to listen as the rain falls on some far away boy I hardly even know her So curious, this silent spell I’m electrified through distance Roads, skies, and mountains If she would have it so I would find her in her bed Asleep on some silver dream And humming my song Awaiting patiently a signal That I am free to take off A granting of passage To traverse her secret seas