curved line of a distant horizon
beckoning and still unbroken
the sun is shy behind the clouds
silver line has never been thinner
Ankle deep in the sand
Water to the knees
Anchored we stand
Elusive mind flees
Tremor lurks beneath the surface
Water is nothing like glass
Timid fluorescence adorns the waves
Knee deep in the sand
Water to your thighs
Anchored we stand
Abandoned hope cries
Flood has never been closer
Water to your thighs
Shrouded in sweat
It doesn't matter now
Pushing becomes shoving
Water above the shoulders
Five senses numb
Sixth sense is fear
And the water is curious
beckoning and still unbroken
the sun is shy behind the clouds
silver line has never been thinner
Ankle deep in the sand
Water to the knees
Anchored we stand
Elusive mind flees
Tremor lurks beneath the surface
Water is nothing like glass
Timid fluorescence adorns the waves
Knee deep in the sand
Water to your thighs
Anchored we stand
Abandoned hope cries
Flood has never been closer
Water to your thighs
Shrouded in sweat
It doesn't matter now
Pushing becomes shoving
Water above the shoulders
Five senses numb
Sixth sense is fear
And the water is curious