Papercuts white are the waves

We awoke at dawn
To the prisoner on the grounds
Do not free them though they look tame
In this darkness white are the waves
White, white are the waves…
Those who sent you
Did they tell you I was lost
You and I weren’t all that different
Beneath this cloth
We are hunted by our men
Soon we’ll all be washed beneath the waves
White, white are the waves
White, white are the waves…