.Sin Ton Ni Son.

I miss you inside.
I miss you inside.
Imagining lies, to keep you outside.
From caterpillars to butterflies.
Worms of the past fly to die.

I want you inside.
I want you inside.
While I taste your eyes, deep underground.
Seahorse of la mar, take me on your back.
Kidnap me to the sea, where I will finally see.