Flamingo

If the open sea knocks you down and hatred blinds you
I'll be there with rafts and a million candles
Because you carry a backpack of fear
And the mountain doesn't calm down
And even though it sometimes bothers you, I'll still make you dinner
Again
If waiting buries you in a sentence
With shovels I'll build sand castles
And 'what's wrong?' bothers you
And your chest pulses like an avalanche
And even though it sometimes bothers you, I'll never abandon you
Again
You are my calm, you are my calm
You are my calm, you are my calm