Treading Water

Drifting in an open sea in a world that don’t belong to me
Sifting through a lifetime's worth of words and hurts and hazy memories
Salty water tastes like kisses in the pouring rain
Counting up the hours and the flowers I wish I’d saved

Just trying to make sense of it
Just trying to make sense of it

All I’ve seen this lifetime is a speck of light reflecting on the dust
There’s so little that I know except I know it’s you who’s lantern I can trust
Water penetrates the circuit breaks I feel too much
Overwhelms the senses my defenses fall
Oh hold my head above

Just trying to make sense of it
Just trying to make sense of it
Just trying to make sense of it

Quit counting on the lighthouse or the northern stars
Low tide always pulls us back to sea
The truth is I’ll keep swimming ‘til the day that I drown
But treading water doesn’t feel so hard
When you’re floating here with me

Just trying to make sense of it
Just trying to make sense of it
Just trying to make sense of it
Just trying to make sense of it
How to be intimate