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
Keep a wary eye concentrated on the distance or you'll end your days counting hours in the bottom of the sea
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 concentrated on the distance, you'll be on you're way out