Lyrics:

These were our wooden ships
You're as much mine as you're his
Can't escape the routes we made or wait
For the ships to
Take us home
Lead us through the wakes once known
These wooden ships
Brought us here

And all the patterns that we made
Turned into these living shapes
And all the living kings remain
On the beach

All the words I understand
Of kin and son, maternal vision
Are wooden ships made free
Made of parts of me and you
These wooden ships
Broken down
And all the patterns that we made
Turned into these living shapes
And all the living kings remain
On the beach