A peerless depth is where you're at

And I'm still treading water just over your shoulder

A hole in your wall, in your bedroom after all

And I'm still over your shoulder, taking in water

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

We look to the sky but the swallows block the light

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Tread water with me, we can swallow the sea

It's funny how the walls talk

Especially holes in bedroom walls

But they don't need to talk to me

They don't need to come clean

It's okay to pretend these walls are my friends

Their holes have told me more than I care for

Their holes have told me more than I care for

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

The light comes in patches now through the fog and the salt and the clouds

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

I wanted it to come this way so I could quietly slip away

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Tread water with me, we can swallow the sea

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Maybe it's my convict blood?

Maybe it's my convict blood?

Maybe it's our convict blood?

Maybe it's our convict blood?

Maybe it's our convict blood? (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Maybe it's our convict blood? (Tread water with me, we can swallow the sea)

Maybe it's our convict blood? (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Maybe it's our (Tread water with me, we can swallow the sea)