Riding The Black Waves

[loraline]

Riding The Black Waves


Face down, sea bed, totally silent
pressure bulging eyes
Deep down, hands bound, air pockets keeping me alive

Black waves of the biggest kind come
Black waves of the darkest mind come
Nothing I can do but ride them out
Steer clear of the obvious choice
Keep clear of the curious path and wait
for the all clear
My own worst enemy

Pitch black, dead weight, under water
Pocket out of air
Sit and watch from in the stands
I cheer my side along

Black waves of the biggest kind come
Black waves of the darkest mind come
Nothing I can do but ride them out
Steer clear of the obvious choice
Keep clear of the curious path and wait
for the all clear
My own worst enemy


So were out the other side
And everyone survived, everyone survived
And we’re floating up again
Wary of the bends
We’re all clear