Driftwood

We believe we'll make it out If we breathe and wait it out But on the shores of our precious time We wash away with the tide On the water, tangled in this line We wash away with the tide To our raft we hold on Just enough to drift on And on the way to the horizon A piece of red comes undone On the water, setting with the sun A piece of raft comes undone We believe we'll make it out If we breathe and wait it out But on the edge of our fleeting time We sink below waterline One more chance to look into your eyes And we sink below waterline