Diving Bell

(альбом: Good At Losing Everything - 2020)

She breathes out life lost in the shady patch outback
Sways differently now pulled by the weight of recent past
Pretending to watch the seeds she cradled grow
One thousand quiet seconds in the diving bell

All I see is a rented
Apartment
Is a black spot
For an imprint
It doesn't count as death
But I think I regret it

Far from the surface
I'm wishing you well
In the diving bell
Building the bridges
From under the swell
In the diving bell
Diving bell

He hears the coin toss, where he stands, casting fate
It rings with choices, off stonewalls in his head
Not knowing the heights from which they fell
Alone, now together in the wishing well

All we had was golden
Pastures
Of a future
Of an imprint
It doesn't count as death
But I think I regret it

Far from the surface
I'm wishing you well
In the diving bell
Building the bridges
From under the swell
In the diving bell

Far from the surface
I'm wishing you well
In the diving bell
Building the bridges
From under the swell
In the diving bell
Diving bell