Cold Grey Waters

And it's quiet in my seas But I'm feverish with the ocean at my fingertips I fly over the surface To hide from my soul search Barely touching it My reflection is sharp and clear Cold grey waters Cold grey waters I'm in a liplock with myself I'm in a liplock with myself Surrounded by cold So I go down, I go deeper To find something worth keeping I'm a paper here, dissolving in salty streams And just when I start sinking I question the way I see things Mm Mm Cold grey waters I'm in a liplock with myself I'm in a liplock with myself Surrounded by cold Oh, I have so much I want to say out loud Too much water in my airways I fall in deeper I fall in love With myself Mm In these cold grey waters Cold And just when I start sinking I question the way I see things Mm Mm