| [ar:small sur] | |
| [ti:the salt] | |
| [00:31.27] | Wandered into the water just in time to watch the salt lines climb up the wall. |
| [00:46.81] | Felt at home that solitary winter day, |
| [00:54.34] | it was my choice to be alone. |
| [01:18.33] | And I knocked on a stranger's door the night before. |
| [01:25.70] | He welcomed me, welcomed me in. |
| [01:33.43] | The paper kingdom had fallen,flattened,once again. |
| [01:41.20] | I blew it down with winter sin. |
| [01:49.03] | I'd always dreamed that we would grow much closer, |
| [01:57.07] | but branches ungroomed, |
| [02:00.66] | they cross, not swoon. |
| [02:36.28] | Wandered into the water just in time to watch the salt lines climb up the wall. |
| [02:51.55] | Anew we'd proved that we have not but blood in common. |
| [02:59.38] | It was the truth and it's still the truth. |
| [03:07.12] | It was the truth. |
| [03:10.80] | It's still the truth. |
| [03:15.04] | It was the truth and it's still the truth. |