It feels so pointless
Is anyone there
What is your faith
That keeps you moving
Who decides how far we go
Who walks behind us incase we
Trip over, the smallest crack

(high mumbling and low distorted talking)

And I find myself swimming farther, than I ever planned to go
Out in this lost ocean, this lost place

Perfection will never know that or about our loss
Perfection
Will never ever know about our loss

???
???

And I find myself swimming farther, than I ever planned to go
Out in this lost ocean
No chance?
???
???