We start the things that feel
The drunken waters still frown on me
If we beat him down will he stay?
And I feel it's starting to take me
I need them now to save me
When they chose the things that feel
How come we hurt the ones we need?
Lie down and stretch upon the sea
If we beat him down will he stay?
And I feel it's starting to take me
I need them now to save me.