Feral children in the pouring rain    For every constellation she might navigate again    Each and ever line she might wear in time    Baptized by the rain and the euphoria of pain       Could kiss or punch, sober or drunk    Lifted way high or taken down deep    Into blue space where the rules change       Feral children know how to survive    Feral children can fight for their lives    Feral children hear what no one knows    There’s no words for the infinity of ghosts    The infinity of ghosts       Hold on, hold on    Holding back the sea seems unlikely    She’ll tell you    I can forgive you    But I can’t forget you    And you won’t forget me       Hold on, hold on    Holding back the fire seems to flame desire    Try parting the water crossing the sea    She’ll tell you    I can forgive you    But I can’t forget you    And you won’t forget me