The Undertow

Bring back the innocent lords

It may be later than you think

There's new places to explore

But the old ones return tomorrow

Lines are forming all around

Hear them cry out above our heads

Divide the years apart

The passive grumble like a shell

I'm the intended, hear the call

Try to be careful and I don't know why

One hundred years, maybe more

I'm the intended and I don't mind it

Waiting patiently

Walk over to the window

Then you look away

Can't see no accidents

Waiting endlessly

It will be easier and

We will be together

Just another test

Like any other test

I'm the intended, hear the call

Try to be careful and I don't know why

One hundred years, maybe more

I'm the intended and I don't mind at all

And it all comes down

As you wait for the dream

You've known all along

But you're waiting alone

For the moment to come

And you hear them call

And you hear them call

And you're waiting alone