Take me back until I can't forget there's no other way to get it off my mind, you know it’s just a waste of time. It will never leave me as long as I see this view. Tomorrow is waiting and I’m scared that I’m going to lose. Pull me out from under, lungs are filled with water, always starting over. So, I go back. Could I feel as I felt here before? So, I run back and feel the warmth of a new day beginning. Because I’m here, always starting over. If the turning of the waves would take me further, I’d hold my breathe for what seemed like days as it’d pull me under. I fall, alone in the cold. Empty and used, so uncontrolled. I fall, through shades blue. Helplessly thrown further from you.