Blue Pacific

You say it like it's proof of something
Never seen the California coast
Open the window let the sun light up the smoke
Tell me how your distant cousin
Has a job on a fishing boat
Pulling nets from the blue Pacific
Might be a good time to go
Yesterday the clocks stopped frozen
Now it's too fast, it's a time lapse sky
A green flash sinking in the ocean
I miss it every time
Waking up it's a foreign landscape
Passing out it's a lonely bed
I picture you, the blue Pacific
It's over my head

Keep to myself most days
Cut up these scеnes, rearrange
Altеr this altered state
It always ends up too late

I want to see out past the true horizon
I tried to level out the plane to you
But my perspective kept me high and blinded
Your points all vanish in Pacific blue
I want to see out past the true horizon
I tried to level out the plane to you
But my perspective kept me high and blinded
Your points all vanish in Pacific blue