Tybee Island

No illusions

No replays

Heads are watching, currents wave

Bodies huddle

Birthing flame

I'm a watchman

I'm a slave

Now I'm safe

Now I'm grave

Now I'm safe

And I walk away

If my head slips beneath the sand...

If my head slips beneath the sand...

If my head slips beneath the sand...

If my head slips beneath the sand...