Lia Mice Everything’s SailingWatch at the source

Summer nights bring on new tricks to clear my mind. Satellites light up like diamonds in the sky. Everything's sailing on the summer breeze of salty tears and tonic teas. New words to calm the nerves. I spell them in reverse. I never meant to be so hard to wake. I really love that I'm with you these days.

We're counting down the time to send a message home. I'm not a renegade, just want to be alone. Our days are falling from the tallest trees. Skipping stones on shallow creeks. In a field near a northern fishing town we made a deal. I promised not to let you down. I never meant to be so hard to wake. I really love that you're with me these days.