Alternating through all points of view
What is happening
Why is there nothing to look forward to
There's a certain mood coming on
We needed one to snap out of
Rising tide coming on too strong
That's what I'm afraid of
Can't have one without the other
Can't come up and not go under
When you're under
You don't know that you're gone
When you're under
You don't know that you're gone
When you're under
You don't know that you're gone
When you're under
You don't know
See timelines as horizontal
On that side, every option's awful
Nature is a fickle lover
Shows you a path
But you're too stubborn
Stare at the sun
And discover
Sightlessness cures a room too cluttered