Surface tension, breaking slowly Forget that I said anything. I've waited here too long
A message in the sand, etched for the passing ships I can't look at a picture of you without feeling sick
Every signal goes unseen, No noises can be heard and there's nothing to be said I've waited here for ages, In a state of solidarity, on a sinking vessel
I can still hear your voice, lingering like a plague All of my nerve wasted, in bitter release I can still hear your voice, lingering like a plague Your intermission is ceaseless, it's here where I'll wait