The ocean’s rising tide has cast our raft aside
With seaways open wide, we sail across in spite of all the risk we’ve realized
The currents gently lead us astray to a greater distance
With the bluest stream elapse, we flow in inconsistence
How it all comes crashing down
The waves start to surround and when it hits, we’ll sink into the lowest tier
Then we’ll all drown, we’ll drift away
Far gone, drenched in pain
But as long as we can get our head above water, we may last
Though it’s easier to said, we’re just getting deeper into the depth
