Take me to the outskirts
The margins of the moments
I've been disconnected
Calm but not collected
Down and underground
Take me in your arms
So I can belong

Take me to lagunas
There I can be myself
There's a river in us
Longing for a sea
Like a mother's arms
Like a mother's arms
Where we can belong

Looking around at others
Staring down at nothing
They could use a breath
Of pine or eucalyptus
Redwood love come on
Take them in your arms
So they can belong

I cease to trip as I slip
Slip into her lucid eyes
I cease to think start to sink
Sink into what
Into what's left of the night

Into what's left of the night