A peerless depth is where you're at
And I'm still treading water just over your shoulder
A hole in your wall, in your bedroom after all
And I'm still over your shoulder, taking in water
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
We look to the sky but the swallows block the light
Tread water with me and we can swallow the sea
It's funny how the walls talk
Especially holes in bedroom walls
But they don't want to talk to me
They don't need to come clean
It's okay to pretent these walls aren't my friends
Their holes have told me more than I care for
Their holes have told me more than I care for
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
The light comes in patches now through the fog and the salt and the clouds
I wanted it to come this way so I could quietly slip away
Tread water with me, we can swallow the sea
Maybe it's my convict blood?
Maybe it's our convict blood?
Tread water with me, we could swallow the sea