[ Featuring Maura ]
Wet surrounding promises safe escape
Slowly tiptoeing into a lake
Boarders of a body being rearranged
If one dives deep enough someone might find fate
Feet don't touch the ground no more, this is all it takes
As long as there is time around it is not too late
Flying in the water with some unknown shapes
Eyes wide open I'm starring at life's blurry shades
Washing down old words that have been said
Leaving clothes and memories lying on the sand
Baptizing the moment without gods hand
Swim as far as the body allows
Reaching no man's land
