Lyrics Going Under - The Eastern Plain, Christine Smit

Going Under

We’re going under
And there’s nothing we can do
You’ve become me
And I’ve become you
In this story
It’s such a hard beat
Pounding in your chest
The final hour
Before we let it go to rest
And end our story
End our story
If you make no promise
There’s no regret
It’s over by the time you
Finish your cigarette
We’re so into blue skies
But we don’t hear the thunder
We’re dreaming ‘bout the past
But going under
We’re going under
(Ah)
All for the better
We turn and walk away
All for the better
At least that’s what they say
And now it’s over
Yeah now it’s over
Wish we had done this
Wish we had done that
Wait another minute and
You’re just a silhouette
So into blue skies
But we don’t hear the thunder
Dreaming ‘bout the past
But going under
We’re going under
(Ah, ah, oh-ah-oh, oh-ah-oh)
(Ah, ah, oh-ah-oh, oh-ah-oh, oh-ah-oh)
Wish we had done this
Wish we had done that
Wait another minute and
You’re just a silhouette
So into blue skies
But we don’t hear the thunder
Dreaming ‘bout the past
But going under
We’re going under
We’re going under
We’re going under