Your words are changing in the current
What do we tell ourselves
Stories become real in the telling
And though you carry yours well
It's still a heavy load
When the world feels like a bad dream
And you're drifting
Going upstream
Even though I know that nothing I do
Will change a thing, I promise I'll bring my
Swimsuit
Trust that even with your eyes closed
The world will not drop dead
For however long you're down there
I will hold your breath
When the world feels like a bad dream
And you're drifting
Going upstream
Even though I know that nothing I do
Will change a thing I promise I will bring my
Swimsuit
