Is it too late
Is it too late for a call beyond the storm
If I hear nothing, then what was it all for
If I'm frozen standing still, do I even have the will
Another lost voice in a sea of noise

And my lungs begin to fill
Of the sea, of the air
A distant vibrant flare
The waters glistening

Is this my fate
A drawn out endless war
If I feel nothing, then who am I anymore
If I'm closed in standing still, do I even have to kill
Another lost voice in a sea of noise

Would you recognize me
If I turned away
Could you ever find me
When you've gone astray

And my lungs begin to fill
I can't see outside this pouring rain
Are you even listening
Harboring each sin
It's lost
Forgone in the wind