Letters Burning Ready Set Go
This ocean is a pool filled with broken thoughts
The shoreline gathers pieces of the mystery.
Can I breathe underwater?
Can I see with out these candles?
Woah oh, woah oh,
Search for clues on the front-lines without a point of view?
You find it hard but I find it real
You fade away; you’re vanishing and its “ready set go”
The footsteps in the sand keep me wondering
The ashes on the ground keep me wondering
I’m a fool to keep trying
just to find out what has happened
Woah oh, woah oh,
I collect all these nightmares; it’s a crime to ignore
You find it hard but I find it real
You fade away; you’re vanishing and its “ready set go”
I’ve lost the taste to drink this wine
