Rapture Of The Deep For Leslie by Thinking Plague Lyrics

You will not find me
If I go in ashes, earth or stone
Nor yellowed photos
Etched by teardrops
Memories die
And summer's flowers
Shrivel in the cold

My spirit will not linger on
In objects, clothing, art or home
But I will be safe where mountains
Catch the sea

Look for me
Where salt and snow are mingling
Where the forget-me-nots and purple gentians
Drink the sea

Life flows like water
Roots grow together
Like seeds hearts harden
Like flowers soon open
Youth plays in shallows
Man swims through deep channels
Where waters meet
And when the evening tide flows in
We'll drown the sea thrift in the brine
And we'll dance where mountains
March to sea