And listen to you breathe Whispering through the trees In the hollow of your shoulder There's a tidepool of my tears Where the waves came crashing over And the shoreline disappears Where the phosphor shines Green flashlights from the sea Our nets were full of soft shells Our hearts were free from toil And we made love on the kitchen table Till the water reached a boil We hold it all for a little while, don't we... Kiss the dice, taste the rain Like little knives on our tongue We can do no wrong when the lights come on And we take the stage like we own the place As if time were cheap and the night forever young And with the ocean's roll And the birds will sing my laughter And the whales will steal my song And I'll be ok forever after And the world will get along Beth Nielsen Chapman Seven Shades Of Blue More from Beth Nielsen Chapman