Rise 2 the Surface

(Somewhere dark, cold and unknown
In the depths of the deep blue sea
He drifts eternally…)

What's the price of a single breath
Looking for a dealer in the night time
Turn around twice
And I'm still down
Not drowned
Just looking for the right time
Tell me what's the cost of a single death
Deep in the deep blue
Rifting
Looking for a sign like I'm driving
Floating like I'm out of line
Fucked up, drifting
Waking up alone
And I'm damp
Oh damn
I'm covered in sweat
But the heat's clamped
I got nothing on
My skin is crying
My will is gone
My eyes are pouring
My thoughts deluded
My mind is blown
My lungs are dying
I'm underwater
I'm in the zone

Tell me what it is
What it might be
Tell me what I can't do
I'll make it happen
Watch me

Put me underwater
And I'll still breathe
Put me in the sky
And I'll fly
Can't catch me

Walk a mile in my shoes
Try to
Swim against the current
As your wind pipe's breaking

See the surface
Soaring, go and
Try to take the road
I'm taking

Can't crush me
Can't come near me
Can't question me
Can't deceive me
Can't fathom it
Can't believe it
Pack some green
I'll make you see it

Can't go much further
Floating
Gotta make that surface
Someday
Don't know how
I'm still going
Though I keep on
Opting to play

On a ledge, on the terrace
On my tip toes
I'm in motion, don’t try me
On the edge, I'm embarrassed
To look up now
The commotion, behind me
In my dreams I see a way
To rise and breathe
And be okay
Surface lies
A ways away
But it looks in reach
I’ll come out and play

(As he begins to push towards the surface, the pressure ringing in his ears. The words of souls extinct, now come to pass, haunting)

Pushing up
Kicking harder
As I’m on the way

Rising up to the surface
Breaking through the waves

Staring right at the sun-rays
Of another day

Rising up and
There’s no more room to run away

I push but the pressure
Is crushing my chest
The rush of tomorrow
Is moving my legs
You can’t see the tears
As they’re falling in place
And the hurt that was suffered
Somehow fades away

I'm rising up to the surface
I made a deal with the other side
I'm still in reach of the surface
I still have one shot to make it

(Nearing the surface, the temperature of the water increases, as warmth sourcing from the blinding sunlight envelops every inch of the rising body. Our hero, risen to the surface, breaks through the waves)