Coarse grains, showered in waves
Scratching my way to the surface
What do you think could have been?
Where is this fairy tale and where does this end?
What do you think could have been?
Who's writing this narrative and where does it end?

Coarse grains, showered in waves
Scratching my way to the surface
What do you think could have been?
Where is this fairy tale and where does this end?
What do you think could have been?
Who's writing this narrative and where does it end?

Creature deep below is yearning to be free
Swallowing the moments of reflection
Eating at my soul, it burns eternally
Secretly I bath in the attention
Stomp the flame, no fire here to mention
The world did not explode when you left me here
I am strong but stumble through existence
Feeling every single thing

Time is for the living
Time is unforgiving to us

Grab hold to home and don't let go
She won't suffer this
I fucking swear it