Water Color Weekend doorman

Break us down and shut us up
So self-important
But you’re just the doorman
To let us in or send us home
This world (this world) you’ve created
It’s a whirlwind of a fables
Engrossed in x-amount a year
There goes another year
Of living in fear
Strike a match to see the sun

Sinking down into the water
Though it’s only getting hotter
Up here
Our backs against a paper wall
We’re boats out on the water
We’re boats out on the water
Take some time to let this all sink in
You will see again
In spite of what you’re up against
This is unclear to me
Oh, unclear to me
Everything I see
Strange, strange days at sea
If you need me
This is where I’ll be
Where I’ll be