Washed out from the rain
Just holding out for the flood
Just let it come
Find your poor choice of words
Go on and let it out
Go on ahead and sing us a praise for the tidal wave that's crashing our way
Here's an analog feeling going out to a digital age
Subliminal fate
Intent like a bomb
Awareness like a corpse
Just barely there
Gravity lost grip
The grounds like a sinking ship
Dance 'round the crypt
Go on ahead and sing us a praise for the tidal wave that's crashing our way
Here's an analog feeling going out to a digital age
Subliminal fate
If I collapse on command, would you be there for me?
If the night never ends, will you be the morning light for me?
Would you do it for me?