[Intro – spoken, low, distant] The water doesn’t ask… (it only rises) [Verse 1 – short, broken, aggressive] Walk further inland— Pretend the shoreline holds. Stack your hours like wet sand Against a tide that never blinks. (never blinks!) Whisper “not yet” to the deep— Say it again, Say it until the words Drown inside your throat. (drown!) [Pre-Chorus – building, tighter] The water doesn’t shout… It simply swells. Higher than your last excuse, Colder than your last defense. (colder…) [Chorus – big, open, anthemic] If you still walk the shore, Walk it while the ground still holds. If you still build your walls of sand, Build them higher than the stone. If you claim you can outrun the dark, Run as fast, as far, as blind as you can— ’Til you can’t. (’Til you can’t!) ’Til you can’t. (’Til you can’t!) [Verse 2 – longer lines, fluid, heavy weight] A book lies half-buried where the foam used to rest… Pages swollen, ink bleeding dark against the salt. Someone once stepped into the flood Hoping the waters might remember mercy. Keep turning your back to the surge, Keep claiming the high ground as yours, Until the frost clings to your ankles… And the earth dissolves beneath your feet. (beneath your feet…) [Chorus – big, open, anthemic] If you still walk the shore, Walk it while the ground still holds. If you still build your walls of sand, Build them higher than the stone. If you claim you can outrun the dark, Run as fast, as far, as blind as you can— ’Til you can’t. (’Til you can’t!) ’Til you can’t. [Breakdown – half-time, crushing, sparse] No high ground left. (no more) No second chance at night. (no more) The shore was never dry— It was only an illusion… Borrowed time. Now the depth claims it. All of it. (all of it!) All of it. (ALL OF IT!) [Final Chorus – widest, layered, massive] If you still walk the shore, Walk it while a shore exists. If you still claim the dry land, Grasp it with both hands. If you’re gonna stand against the deep, Stand as hard, as long, as alone as you can— ’Til you can’t. (’Til you can’t!) ’Til the water takes it all. (takes it all!) ’Til you can’t. (’Til you can’t…) ’Til you can’t. [Outro – fading, almost whispered then low growl] The water doesn’t ask… (it only rises) (it only takes)
