Day dreams of summer trees

And your hair in the breeze.

Witness the life in the tall grass.Let′s do this more often.

The ground shakes as I awake

Under rocks. On the sea floor where our house laid.

Where just a few days ago I made

You breakfast in bed. But the house caved

Into the ground when the ocean

Swallowed it down to the bottom.

The tank's running out of oxygen.

I have been rendered to shark feed.

No help in sight.

But sharp teeth. And an appetite.

I see their eyes surround me.

Stayed at home for way too long.

Now I′m destined for the deep blue sea.

No help in sight.

Big appetites.

I'll be fine.

For one more night.

Wait until the coast is clear.

You can float your way to the surface, to the surface.

Keep a wary eye well fixated on the distance or you'll end

Your days counting hours in the bottom...

Wait until the coast is clear.

You can float your way to the surface, to the surface.

Keep a wary eye well fixated on the distance or you′ll end

Your days counting hours in the bottom the sea.

Counting hours in the bottom of the...

Wait until the coast is clear.

You can float your way to surface.

Where you′ll end your days with purpose.

Keep a wary eye well fixated on the distance.

You'll be on your way out.