nothing at all

Underwater with my eyes closed

Lookin at old photos

You did all the talking back then

Am I gonna see you again

Can't listen

Move over my attention

Old tracks playing in my head

Am I gonna hear what you said

Sensory deprivation

Nothing at all

Nothing at all

Sensory deprivation

Nothing at all

Nothing at all

Understanding your intention

Looking at what ain't been done said

I was autopilot back home

Am I rolling with my eyes closed

Can't tell though

I move onward I stick with it

Your old paths playing out within

Do I wanna know what they meant

You gotta hold on, my motor is gonna break

You want it bad, swimming through quarries and lakes

Four in the morning on the ride back

Who am I to enjoy that