We've been lost out here for much too long
It feels like years
Seas above, and seas below
Salt burning in our lungs
We hold on
Stronger tides to come
Blue as far as eyes can see
Eroding to our core
Yet we float without much fear
Resisting undertow
We hold on
Stronger tides to come
We hold on
Stronger tides to call home
As if sinking wasn't quite enough
The cold seeping in our bones
And the tide is now far too strong
We will have to bend or fold