Song Search

The Gleam

by The Microphones

on It Was Hot, We Stayed in the Water (2000)

Quiet beach
Soaked through and through
Feel my waist on your wet hand
Surprised we both survived
Later, our burning bodies both made a glow
And we rose as smoke
And then as a puff of ash, we drifted out over sea
Where it hurts too much to look
It hurts to try and see

At that point we could just step into the gleam