Oh, and when the storms come flooding through the hall
Rising to the landing tearing pictures from the walls
The currents pull us underneath, that bright tide rips us out
Into a tangled coral reef where we will never drown
Now that we're at the end
I've tried to tell myself it's always been
Should I continue on and let you make this place your own
Or should we float off with the waves until we're taken home
‘Cause if we sank along into the tide
Our shadows cast out long and crooked lines
Even if you might not follow through
As the sun is swallowed up from view
The last face that I'd see belongs to

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