[Verse 1: Surface Tension] Your hand was cold before it slipped, I watched the surface crack and curl. The cup of beer left rings on glass, and all my better words would curl. A streetlight bends across the floor, two gold coins in murky blue. I wanted to ask if you had noticed that I am already through. So I let it pull me down instead, let the heavy water fill my coat. My boots become two anchors now, and what I knew becomes a note. The ice cubes click against each other, a ticking clock in every cup. I stop fighting up and listen to the pressure building up. [Pre-Chorus: The Descent] One meter down, your face is grain. Two meters down, the club goes thin. Three meters below, I find my pulse and let it settle under skin. [Chorus: Submersion] Submersion, the gold light bends above. Submersion, I learn to hear myself. Your name is a bubble breaking late below the music and the heat. Submersion, heavy weight, slow release. The floor keeps moving under me. [Verse 2: The Bottom] My coat drinks twice its size in salt, the sleeve cuffs fray around my wrist. You are a shadow by the speaker; I am a body they missed. The bass notes fold like paper boats, they crush and crease against my chest. I stop trying to find the ladder and learn exactly where I rest. Your voice comes through at half its speed, a radio turned from somewhere else. I let the low end pull the tension free until only presence remains itself. [Bridge: Broken Signal] If you can hear me, do not reach. Let the water make its place. The bridge between us snaps in two; I choose the quiet of this space. [Chorus: Submersion] Submersion, the gold light bends above. Submersion, my mouth accepts the cold. Your name is no longer a rescue, it is where I let my story hold. Submersion, heavy weight, slow release. The floor stops moving under me. [Outro: Last Exhale] One last breath before it clears. Two words left upon my tongue. I watch the surface fold itself holding what we carried on.
