The Sea Has No Face

Half-Handed Cloud
Every time we close our eyes
We feel the waters began to rise
And sense the fluff of your sight flooding our space
And because you took on our wrath
You gave the lepers and tricked their bath
Your crown of currents were questions that they raised
And you have no face
Let us hear with your sandy shells
Speak to us from the water itself
Fault us down with concentric waves of sound
Periscopes and sonar machines
They can't find water and wind we've seen
You in relief and I'll meet you in the round
Every time we travel
Every time we travel