I Point to the River

We climbed for years and years only to stumble in an instant
Survived for years and years only to crumble in an instant
I lived inside a dream, the fading twilight of a youth lost
Cashed out
Bled dry
Gutted
Mined for nostalgia

And I woke up as an object
Re-invented as a product
Fetishising my despair
Selling memories to old friends
Clocking overtime on weekends
Cursing the stillness of the air

The oceans rose
The mountains fell
I stayed hidden
Like a stranger to myself

My debts are measured in the moments I waste
While the clock keeps ticking away
I try to qualify each compromise as
The years grow shorter and my thoughts turn colder
"The future beckons from beyond the sea"
It's always something
It's always something

Maybe I have lived too long
The curtain fell, the spark is gone
And though I lack a self to kill
The velvet dark eludes me still
So I wait

You led me through the deathless night
Like a flower bending towards the light
Without pity (no pity) or fear (no fear)
Despite my worry that the end is here
In your eyes I found a hint of resolve
The future beats within the people we love

So breathe in and let the body fall
Breathe in and let the body fall
You say "it's too late, we're all of us sinners"
Well, I point to the river
I point to the river
Breathe in and let the body fall
Breathe in and let the body fall
Keep dreaming
Keep dreaming
(It's always something)