| We woke up with worlds upon our heads
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| Tried our best to make them all fit
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| But none of it was making any sense
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| We were given vows to calm us down
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| Said they pulled them out of God’s mouth
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| So there should be no room for any doubt
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| But I know I still feel it
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| So be it
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| I lost the sea last night, none of the shore’s in sight
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| All of the stars still hang in sequences but I don’t know this sky
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| It’s so hard with panic in your bones
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| To know an anchor from a millstone
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| Or to tell a siren from a holy ghost
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| Floating there above the emptiness
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| We faced the void and made a promise
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| That we would never be afraid again
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| But I know I still feel it
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| So be it
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| I lost the sea last night, none of the shore’s in sight
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| All of the stars still hang in sequences but I don’t know this sky
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| I can’t tell the difference between my curses and my prayers
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| When all I can say is
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| Well so be it, yeah, so be it
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| All of the stars still hang in sequences
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| All of the stars still hang in sequences
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| All of the stars still hang in sequences but I don’t know this sky
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| When the tides you thought would lead you home
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| Leave you in a world you don’t know
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| Well, hope can be a heavy thing to hold
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| But I know I still feel it
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| So be it |