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Good morning, how is it
Where you are and where you've been?
Is the wall still what's closest to you?

Took all of your prayers to your lady on the hill
She didn't speak, she never does
She just stands there forgiving you

So you say that things they have changed
Oh, I know, and I want it all
'Cause while you're here, I'm fine
But when you leave, I won't die
Or will I?

Oh, could you cast off?
Send your raft off to sea
Over depths that I'm certain to lurk?

Where I lie in wait
While you hope
And you pray that I won't
That I will not
Or at least that I hesitate

If it was of your own volition
Then it should only be something I lost
And not something I'm missing
I still am

So you say that you'll sail away
Well, I hope that your boat is built sturdy
'Cause while you float you're fine
But when you're sinking, you lie and say
"This rising water's just a part of the ocean that is holding me up"
Oh, it's holding me up
Yeah, it's holding me up

No, I won't stop taking you for granted