That was supernatural
to watch it roll right back
so i will let it bloom
like the foamy wave
there are always gonna be
false alarms
but they are something
you can count on
i know different now
to look for no right time
and catch the breeze
i will never see
am i allowed to be you
are you allowed to be me
will they dig us out from our graves
just to save a seat
there will be no judge
for what i am
or where to be
just one light above
and one underneath me