Tonight will be the night that we begin to ease the plugs out of
the dam.
And we still stand knee deep in the flow,
the undertow will grab our heels and won't let go.
And while we hold, our legs quivering,
the water rises now to our teeth when we just let go
and sail belly up to the clouds, the rocks scraping our
backs.
To breathe in the air will be the only thing that we have
and all the wasted nights and empty moments in our lives
are flushed away as we sway with the rhythm of the waves bobbing
us up.
Crests fall to troughs as we feel our gills open up
and sail belly up to the clouds, the rocks scraping our
backs.
To breathe in the air will be the only thing that we have.
And if the hook sets in the bottom of our lungs,
we'll rip it out and lick the blood off with our tongues.
Despair could ravage you if yo turn your head around
to look down the path that's lead you here, cause what can you
change?
You're a vessel now floating down the waterways.
You can take your rudder and aim your ship,
just don't bother with the things left in your wake.
Just sail belly up to the clouds, the rocks scraping your
back.
To breathe in the air will be the only thing that you have
and your love will be warm nights with pockets of moonlight
spotlighting you as you drift, the actor in this play.
You walk across the stage, take a bow, hear the applause,
and as the curtain falls, just know you did it all
the best that you knew how and you can hear them cheering
now.
So let a smile out and show your teeth cause you know you lived
it well.
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