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