Andrew Harris coral

You're made of love
You're made of light
A purity I can't deny
You gave enough
You took it right
So why'd I end up here tonight
In the grip of hands
That tow a flight
To littered sand
Pacific tide
But I met cold earth
From the other side
When I washed ashore
With coral eyes
Do I have to wait here all my life
Do I tap the pain from someone I adore
Poor fortune lures out parasites
Do I have to lay you down on sight
Can I ask to trade in nights where I lied bored
Till the heavens poured down sunlight
At least say I tried