Tectonic

Brendan Maclean


Compass points north
You’re polar magnetic.
I shift from you,
Our plates are tectonic.

On a different coast,
When it hurts the most -
We’re getting closer over time.
When the feeling goes,
God only knows.
We’re getting closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.

I shake, burn, break,
It’s just my reaction.
Careful, you say,
We are plate tectonic.

On a different coast,
When it hurts the most -
We’re getting closer over time.
When the feeling goes,
God only knows.
We’re getting closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.

Gravity is pulling us down,
Tidal waves can’t pull us apart.
Always find the signal, the sound.
Only homing in on the heart.

On a different coast,
When it hurts the most -
We’re getting closer over time.
When the feeling goes,
God only knows.
We’re getting closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.
Closer over time.
Tectonic, tectonic