(hush, baby, hush.
hush, baby, hush.)
there is a strange sense of peace
at the bottom of the ocean.
white hair, ricepaper lips, muted limbs.
don't struggle.
don't fight.
you exhale and find you breathe sapphire.
sapphire breathes you, finds and exhales you.
fight? don't.
struggle? don't.
limbs muted, lips ricepaper, hair white.
at the bottom of the ocean
there is a strange sense of peace.
)hush, baby, hush.
hush, baby, hush.(