In something lost
   and reaching to someone
   and wanting water inside
  
   in secret places
   where sattelites abound
   in sea shell traces
   and gone are we
  
   she won't surrender
   as your words fall to the ground
   and you won't turn your back
   and your voice it's only sound
  
   how easy light falls
   and turns your head to see
   in mirrors of walls
   in these trees
  
   she won't surrender
   as your words fall to the ground
   and you won't turn your back
   and your voice it's only sound
  
   so loud so loud and clear
   in ancient canyons drowned in time
   where warm flesh freezes
  
   in mind
   in mind
   so loud and clear