The water is good, helps go back to the beginning I remember my existence there I went back 20 years, time has no meaning ticking crazy always in the head is the blue of my dread. Used to have walls all tall now nothing there to absorb the fall. Always thinking in rhyme feel like I'm losing my mind love to dive times five 1 in 9 is fine love is sacred double three following me like the moon drowning drowning in my sea looking always for the sky inside of me. Ay, she makes me shy but I need that light, electric blue I got the sound like grey drizzle drowning in shame on my knees begging an escape looking always straight at fate.