I'd rather drown beneath your ocean than live upon dry land
I'd rather starve through your famine than eat from any other hand
I'd rather be lost in your desert than find myself alone
I'd rather sleep beneath your bridges than have the comfort of any other home
Because without you, life makes no sense
And I would rather suffer by your side, than spend my time in ignorance

There is no more hope, I've run out of faith. I don't want to see you, or remember the lines of your face. I've felt this before, and I know of nothing worse. I don't believe in saviors, I know I'm bound to this curse. My love is all I have, and I have so much to share. It's such a shame my friend, that you won't let me be there. I only want too much, and I know that it's a sin. There's nothing I can do, just cry as my mind endlessly spins.

What does it say about you that the only love you've truly known, was thrown from your hand like a skipping stone
And what does it say of me that the stone has made its way back to shore, as if it was begging to be thrown once more
Next time you must toss it with such wicked strength, it will have no choice but to lay where you watched as it sank
And though all stones may eventually return to shore, the stones that return are still smaller than before

Every time I look up to the sky, the clouds fall and wash away everything but I
Nothing matters to me, except for the fears I hold and the lies that I believe
Life is such a joke, and everybody's laughing as I struggle to hold onto a shred of hope

For the longest time I kept my head above the waves and my feet stuck in the sand, but now your sea levels are rising, swallowing every place that I could try to hide, and I don't think I have it in me to keep swimming through your tide. I'm not ready to sink beneath this, but I no longer have a choice, so before my lungs fill with water, I need you to hear my voice.

There was nothing I wanted more, than to simply rest on the crest of your shore. All I needed was to lay upon your sandy space, and feel your spray splash onto my face. But now that your tide has taken my beach, washed over all that I used to see, there's no place I can go to be free. All I can do is let your current carry me in its hands, because I'd rather drown beneath your ocean than live upon dry land

No longer will we let ourselves be burried beneath the lives we've built
No more will we sit burdened by the weight of fear or guilt
Never again will we be halted from progressing past the sinking silt
We will expose ourselves and let them all see our skin of gilt
We will spread our light upon the world from atop our towering stilts
We will take the world we know and we will make it rebuilt

Hello friend, how are you
I'd really like to talk, just us two
We can chat for hours about the mundane and trivial
And maybe express our feelings over tomorrows morning cereal