I can no longer let it seem
like i am a ghost underneath.
and i can't let them know
that i was born to the sea.

and the secrets of the waves
will always be mine to keep.
But they won't let me be
left alone with the whispers of the sea

and i think,
it will be
this way, endlessly
this tangle, this web

of lies
lies that i've kept.
and they haunt my dreams as i sleep.
as i sleep, as i sleep

endlessly, endlessly
these secrets keep me awake at night
endlessly, endlessly
this ghost takes and takes away my life.

all i have left is a lonely beach full of pebbles
and i throw and i throw them
into the sea
but they keep, and they keep
coming back to me

and eventually, i am sure
these secrets, these lies
will take everything i was
everything i am

and return me, return me
back to the sea.
where i used to belong.