Divers

I saw you jumped into the sea
What could you see from there?
It should have been bubbles and the sun
Or you could see a dim daydream
People don't care where we go
But what if they care that?
Now I’m in the middle of a riot
People don't care where we go
But what if they care that?
Now I'm in the middle of a riot

You saw that I jumped into the sea
What could you see from there?
It should have been splashes and the sun
Or you could see a dim daydream
People don’t care where we go
But what if they care that?
Now I'm in the middle of a riot
People don't care where we go
But what if they care that?
Now I'm in the middle of a riot

A dry wind, empty seats, a line of footprints
Yellow dust, a white dream, rusty flag poles
So I don't know, why they know place to be
A drift wood, a vague past, sounds of coming waves
Black stars, silver memories, a broken piece of glass
So I don't know, why they know place to be

A dry wind, empty seats, a line of footprints
Yellow dust, a white dream, rusty flag poles
So I don't know, why they know place to be
A drift wood, a vague past, sounds of coming waves
Black stars, silver memories, a broken piece of glass
So I don't know, why they know place to be

A dry wind, empty seats, a line of footprints
Yellow dust, a white dream, rusty flag poles
So I don’t know, why they know place to be
A drift wood, a vague past, sounds of coming waves
Black stars, silver memories, a broken piece of glass
So I don’t know, why they know place to be

A dry wind, empty seats, a line of footprints
Yellow dust, a white dream, rusty flag poles
So I don't know, why they know place to be
A drift wood, a vague past, sounds of coming waves
Black stars, silver memories, a broken piece of glass
So I don’t know, why they know place to be

A dry wind, empty seats, a line of footprints
Yellow dust, a white dream, rusty flag poles
So I don't know, why they know place to be
A drift wood, a vague past, sounds of coming waves
Black stars, silver memories, a broken piece…