Is it moving? Or is it still?
Those are lies the ocean tells
Save your strength, you’ll need it for later
In the hateful waters lies a silhouette
Fighting against the sea of stone
Is hope lost yet?
If only she could float on desperation alone
Anchors hold your feet down
You can neither move nor make a sound
It seems you spilled some free will
But you don’t notice until it hits the ground
Is it moving? Or is it still?
Can guilt itself kill?
Save your strength they said
You’ll need it for when you’re broken
Is it real?
Night paints the sea a darker shade
You can almost hear it breathing
In it lie the mistakes you made
Beauty can be deceiving