Weven Lung Lyrics

A weven lung

My cut up tongue

Will taste the salt

The salt its wanted so long

I'll take it from your rock

That Sunday night

Was cold enough

You call me up

And warm me in your light

You fill me every time

How could I say

Just how it feels

It's always there

It's always real

And when you leave

I'm thinking of the next time

The next time

The sea it calls

Your car pulls up

Down the shore

And now I'm sure enough

And always shoring up

To share a love

Like what we got

You park the car

And lightening strikes the parking lot

It's flashing 'round the doors

How could I say

Just how it feels

It's always there

It's always real

And when you leave

I'm thinking of the next time

The next time