Day dreams of summer trees
And your hair in the breeze.
Witness the life in the tall grass.Let′s do this more often.
The ground shakes as I awake
Under rocks. On the sea floor where our house laid.
Where just a few days ago I made
You breakfast in bed. But the house caved
Into the ground when the ocean
Swallowed it down to the bottom.
The tank's running out of oxygen.
I have been rendered to shark feed.
No help in sight.
But sharp teeth. And an appetite.
I see their eyes surround me.
Stayed at home for way too long.
Now I′m destined for the deep blue sea.
No help in sight.
Big appetites.
I'll be fine.
For one more night.
Wait until the coast is clear.
You can float your way to the surface, to the surface.
Keep a wary eye well fixated on the distance or you'll end
Your days counting hours in the bottom...
Wait until the coast is clear.
You can float your way to the surface, to the surface.
Keep a wary eye well fixated on the distance or you′ll end
Your days counting hours in the bottom the sea.
Counting hours in the bottom of the...
Wait until the coast is clear.
You can float your way to surface.
Where you′ll end your days with purpose.
Keep a wary eye well fixated on the distance.
You'll be on your way out.
