I don't think I can ever brave this storm I know what you're hiding from The waves waves keep crashing over They pummel me, over and over Should we go quietly? Accept that all is lost? Have you beheld how our ending befell? We are the catalyst; engineered hell

Moving up slowly, she comes Moving up slowly, inertia keeps Moving up slowly, inertia creeps I want to x you, she comes I caught your radio waves waves Say you string me along Say she comes, say she comes Recollect me darling, raise me to your lips Two

It's coming down for me this way And comfort you and feel this It's coming from a heated place This place that means it's all there Just hold my waist I play the part of my favorite play I feel the audio and all its waves waves Nobody loves a hidden face So

Take me home today The window opens I hear the toddling waves waves I think about the soldiers, I think about the interstates I would like to leave it all just for a week or two Maybe I'd see it in in clarity, whatever I would see It's all so confusing, I don't

Subliminal love, love, love She'll have you hypnotized with that 'come kiss me' smile And that touch that says you're gonna stay a while She's got that subliminal love That hair that falls like waves waves crashing on her skin In In those ocean eyes saying jump

Rock you sweet And if we get on a roll Start feeling something deep Baby just let go And I'll rock you, rock you sweet Just holding your hand, while the sea breeze blows And the waves waves roll in, swaying those boats Girl it makes me think I'd like to rock

These lights were waves waves that spilled through my space, (In In the plains.) Where no one knows if they'll ever need again. (I want to.) Just swallow us up like them bread baked gums Now I remain glowing at the ends I remain glowing at the ends It's because

It's a game you can't win I hear the waves waves Sun beatin' down on my shoulders It's a near-perfect day Wishin' I wouldn't get any older They say that it's gone 'fore you know it now

All rise, Eyes bow, Time feels like a midnight ride, Finality waits outside, Weeping in in perplexity's arms, The unsettled mind is at times an ally, Leaving the senses to fend for them selves, Caressing our smiles inside, The National debt is at times an

Plastic bag in in the sea Mysterious form, soul in in the dark Under this heavy sealing concrete waves waves Followed by servants, funeral cortège This pale ghost is gathering his strength Ghost, pale, the procession is crawling Plastic form dead things, it is now