Braille 歌词

For you, I leave my light on To do its best against the storm. And you came in like the tide and I knew that we could keep each other warm. You bring crocosmia and fuschias, And I, I sing your name into the night. A king of salt and stones, your compass, It swings from you to me tonight. We'll swim without a word between us, Our breath held in. We reel in love in the ocean, Braille on our skin, on our skin I fill a glass with what you've gathered They wilt against the window pane In the morning sees you off with nets to scatter You will come in with the tide again We swim without a word between us Our breath held in We read enough in the rush of Braille on our skin, on our skin We swim without a word between us, Our breath held in. We read enough in the rush of Braille on our skin, on our skin.