It's easier hoping, it's easier floating, down at my own speed.
It's easier taking, it's easier waking up, for me.
Summoned by the soul, of the sea.

Only rushing forwards there's more words, than I can speak.
And I change and I change as the tide keeps me under til I'm weak.
Captured by the cold, of the sea.

Surfacing my soul could barely breathe.
The hold upon my heartbeat's finally free.
The river is the road, to the sea.

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