Album: If, Then
Lights, find you searching once again
For signs of the shore
It's hard to count the days
In the wake of my God
How does it feel to be home?
When all the pages have arrived
And left you alone to die
Forever and ever
The path of least resistance brought you here
You drift among sheep
It's sickening in the sway
In the wake of my God
The swells are growing larger
The swells are growing larger
The waves are coming for you
The waves are coming for you
You'll be swept away
With the others, with the others
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