The Places We Visit

Into the cold, into the cold
Under the fog, under the fog
Into the sea, deep in the sea, out to the sun
Into the sea, deep in the sea, out to the sun

These veins are filled with ink and they are heavier
Than our heads we fill with clouds and teeth like air
We take our plans and thoughts out to the water's edge
And we scrape down to the bottom of the sand

These are the places we visit

Into the cold, into the cold
Under the fog, under the fog
Into the sea, deep in the sea, out to the sun
Into the sea, deep in the sea, out to the sun

These are the places we visit

These veins are filled with ink and they are heavier
Than our heads we fill with clouds and teeth like air
We take our plans and thoughts out to the water’s edge
And we scrape down to the bottom of the sand