I JUST WANTED TO SEE YOU HAPPY
I DON'T CARE ABOUT SLL THE REST
AND I HAVE WRITTEN DOWN ON MY SCAR
YOUR NAME WITH LETTERS MADE OF SALT
LETTERS MADE OF SALT
SWEET PAIN
A SHORT BRGHTNESS
A SPARK AND THEN NOTHING
THE MEMORY OF A FUGITIVE HEAT
THERE'S STILL A SENSATION IN THE AIR
AN IVITATION TO CRY
THAT IN TIME DISAPPEARED
WITH A VERSE WRITTEN ON THE SEA
LETTERS MADE OF SALT
SWEET PAIN
A SHORT BRGHTNESS
A SPARK AND THEN NOTHING
THE MEMORY OF A FUGITIVE HEAT.