Gesture draws a broken hill Face to the soil A rotten teeth Livid child, red on the beach You had a home A wound to leave Treasure lie beyond the seas You paint it gold You paint it neat Seagulls fly around the pier A starving dog They should unleashed Hope in the world you drew So you took grasp on the world you drew Colorful lakes and a whale you drew Crushed down by the world you drew Blue shape Blue shape On and on the shattered lips Hurt by the salt A flock of seals It's nothing but salt The water's cold You drew a lion on the hill You felt aside Hope in the world you drew So you took grasp on the world you drew Colorful lakes and a whale you drew Crushed down by the world you drew Blue shape Blue shape