Shards of broken glass
Dead eyes in the sand
Shattered, left behind
A part of the world again
'Cause the sea turns trash into treasure over time
Time
Now an entity
Amber eyes on the beach
Weathered by the deep
Brought back to life by the sea
Turns trash into treasure over time
Time
Drift glass in my hand I reach for it
Round edges soft to the touch
The link between two entities is more than the sum of their parts
Skin
Glass
Shards of broken hands, broken hearts
Sharp edges in the end
Shattered, left behind
Treasure turns to trash with time
Forever changing tides
Sea glass
