Tiderays

We wake up

Soft denim's on the floor

Spent nights last sleeping like two fours

We're tall neither

And the full fever

And the dawn quakes

Haste back the seething den

Baby,

This is not sin

Its nineteen ink-ings

Or one fresh inkling

On the hard nights

You're the ace right

And you would break down so gentle in my livery

Now you're levying

Past the sediments

Now you're leveling

Build up that benevolence

Tiderays

Yeah, whatcha didn't film matters

Yeah, whatcha didn't feel flatters

Whatcha didn't find tonight

Won't honor them

(Watch you) Cross the fast black platter

(Watch you) Walk the plain, what's this matter?

Don't calm the evidence

Build up this benevolence

Sway for the tiderays

Brace for the tiderays