Overland the desert sands are born
An all too brief exchange
The details somehow got waylaid

Neither of us were born to be leaders
But you made the first move to escape
Closer than me to the equator
I looked you up on graph paper
Not as close as we once were, oh no.

Undeterred, a man of words was born
Your vocation came
You found your target and took aim

Take me to where bodies glide

Graceful underneath the waves
Closer than me to the equator
I looked you up on graph paper
Not as close as we once were, no.
Not as close as we once were, no.

I thought I saw your older sister
I was gonna ask after you
West of Suez, East of Britain
I was gonna ask after you
'Cause she looked so much like you
I meant to ask after you.

Copyright: Sentric Music
Writer(s): Archis Tiku, Duncan Robert Lloyd, Lukas James Wooller, Paul Anthony Smith, Thomas Alexander English