Land & Sea - Ziggy Alberts

The pollen on my nose, marks the start of the spring and the death of the cold

So I move south down the east coast, hope for west winds and for warm toes

To try and understand

The words we know

To try and hold your hands to learn

The ways we speak the ways we fold

Land and Sea, land and home

Taking off all, taking off all your all your clothes

I don’t know, I don’t know if I’m good for you

Land and sea, land and home

Gave my eyes to the sun, sold my heart to the road

I don’t know, I don’t know if I’m good for you

Cause I can’t give you things to keep or things to lose

And I don’t know

If I’m good for you

I don’t know

If I’m good for you

Just because it’s good for you, doesn’t mean, that it’s something I’ve worn

I’ve worn, and

Even if you’re worth holding to, with sunburnt lips and morning stars

And I know I’m not good for you, doesn’t mean that it’s something I’ve worn

I’ve worn, and

Even if you’re worth holding to, with bruises on your hips and open arms

Land and Sea, land and home

Taking off all, taking off all your all your clothes

I don’t know, I don’t know if I’m good for you

Land and sea, land and home

Gave my eyes to the sun, sold my heart to the road

I don’t know, I don’t know if I’m good for you

Cause I can’t give you things to keep or things to lose

And I don’t know

If I’m good for you