Oil Skin Songtext
von River Whyless

When I was a child, my mother would bathe me in the sea
Pull the old from my skin
Young, young boy, swinging in her arms
Fingers pushing back my hair
So I could see

Held me when my soul was opened
By the touch of art
I was not broken yet by time
Safe with her in the morning
But heading softly to the night


Now that I′m a bit older, I try to stay clean
The coming night, the anticipated slip, mm
I was hoping to find I was justified in time
I was hoping to find what got away from me

Held me when my soul was opened
By the touch of art
I was just broken then by time
Safe with her in the morning
But heading softly to the night

I was hoping to find I was justified in time
I was hoping to find what got away from me
I was hoping to find I was justified
I was hoping to find