Right through the cracks, a tired ancient glow Hear the yawning of the sea in me I’m drowning in a house of water It’s impossible to find your feet when there’s no solid ground...
Will we make it through another year on a vessel that was built to fail? The heavy sound of footsteps on the oldest stones And the moon is soft and pale And the wind begins to blow…
I’ll wait for you Frozen blue I'll trust in you To pull me through…