How long must I swim against the roaring tide? All I want is to see the shore again I've lost my mind, but with eyes of eventide I see the stars and the sky in which they've lit The pale moon reflects off of the water I'm in Orion up above, he guides me as I swim 'Cause it's all these faint lights in life That give us a reason to live So, hold on to the small things, or end up abandoned And cherish each memory which you've had a hand in If you don't, you'll be stranded with no beacon To guide you home, and you'll drown with your demons And now I bellow from the depths below No one can hear me scream from underwater No one can hear my cries from underwater No one can hear my cries from above