Ayla

Aimless am I

listless I'm the blunt of the knife

Drifting to the corners of life, Ayla

I could make something right

Gentle with the kindness I'd like

So often it's a trick of the light, Ayla

And we wait for love

in the shape of us

Until the wait is over Under halcyon skies

Until the wait is over for an innocent life

It's a weight off my mind I could trust you

You could tell me it's fine

I could sew you a stitch and save nine, Ayla

None more admired

and out of soft focused desire

From honeyed milk to funeral pyre, Ayla

And we'll wait for love

in the shape of us

But the state of us, Daedalus

The wait is over under halcyon skies

The wait is over for an innocent life

Until the wait is over, the wait is over.