Текст: Holly Miranda. The Magician's Private Library. Waves.

I've watched you walk so many times
Of all the years that made us blind
Why you, why you let it all
Be like some prison in your mind
It doesn't need to be
It doesn't need to be

So where do the waves, my love
Where do the waves go, my love?
Sonic or liquid, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Sonic or liquid, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know

You must speak your life into existence
This intent is so much more
Than just a means to
End all of this suffering
This needle's pain that stains your face
It doesn't need to be
It doesn't need to be

So where do the waves, my love
Where do the waves go, my love?
Sonic or liquid, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Sonic or liquid, I don't know
I don't know

Ooh, we wait so long, babe
To become just one heart