White lies
Grow dark
They do
Take flight
And cut you off in two
The less you know
The more you see
Oh my
Halcyon days
Return to me
Anew
Closed eyes
Burn marks
They do
Unchain
The bright sparks
To cut through
The less you know
The more you see
Oh my
Halcyon days
Return to me
Anew
(Waves) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(We rage) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(We drown) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(We try) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(Waves) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(We dance) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(We die) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
(Still try) To the rhythm, to the rhythm
The less you know
The more you see
The less you know
The more you see
White lies
Grow dark
They do
Take flight
And cut off in two
The less you know
The more you see
Lay low high tide