We want to bring those good times back
The best that we recall
But the old memories
They get the best of me
And the reality begins to call
In a world with a digital well
Where old commitments go to die
If we get thrown in, will it underpin
The space where we reside
Undressed when the action divides
So cleanly from the song
When the sexual becomes conceptual
Is it living proof we're loving all wrong
In the thick of a quickening flood
That collapses us all down to one
We could distill it
Separate and then kill it
But in time we'd be remembered by no one
Keep up
Stay down
Move through
Look around
Stay with
Fall behind
Hold on
To passing time
In the flood