the undertow

Bring back the innocent lords
It may be later than you think
Theres 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
Im the intended, hear the call
Try to be careful and I dont know why
One hundred years, maybe more
Im the intended and I dont mind it
Waiting patiently
Walk over to the window
Then you look away
Cant see no accidents
Waiting endlessly
It will be easier and
We will be together
Just another test
Like any other test
Im the intended, hear the call
Try to be careful and I dont know why
One hundred years, maybe more
Im the intended and I dont mind at all
And it all comes down
As you wait for the dream
Youve known all along
But youre waiting alone
For the moment to come
And you hear them call
And you hear them call
And youre waiting alone