Following the low sun's distant roar,
Summer will be mine forever more,
Dark-bellied trout will you take me where,
I am bound by a single hair.

7 thousand weary hearts adrift,
But the boat's got a hole and the sail's ripped.
At night, we hear, the whale sound,
There's a hundred men trying to take him down.

Fresh water weakens in the tide,
My love is salt and I cannot dive.
My love is salt and I cannot dive,
And I'm bound to the rhythm of a losing time.

Freshwater salt.
#CoSoMusic Salt House