INDECISION HAS BEEN MADE
ERASE THE LINE OF SIGHT
AND FOR EVERY SHOT THAT''S SLUNG
EVAPORATE THE LIGHT

WITHIN A TAR LIKE HOLD
BELIEVING WHAT WE’RE TOLD
AND THE EDGES START TO FRAY
BEFORE THE CENTER FOLDS BETWEEN THE LIES
A DISTANT WHALE CRIES UNTIL THE SEA OVERFLOWS

ONCE UPON A TIME WE’D NEVER BEEN COLD
AND TIDALLY THE MESSAGE HAD BEEN SENT
THE FURY WOULD START AND FINALLY
THE WHALE IT WOULD REIGN
LIKE A KING ON A STORM CLOUD

LIKE THE WIND THROUGH AUTUMN LEAVES
YOU RAKE THE SHARDS OF LIGHT
AND FOR EVERY TIME THEY STARE
YOU LOSE A LITTLE SIGHT TO SEA
YOU’RE WINDING WILLOWS OVER TREES
UNTIL THE SEA OVERFLOWS

ONCE UPON A TIME WE’D NEVER BEEN COLD
AND TIDALLY THE MESSAGE HAD BEEN SENT
THE FURY WOULD START AND FINALLY
THE WHALE IT WOULD REIGN
LIKE A KING ON A STORM CLOUD