The Sea of Atlas

[Verse 1]
Through wires and waves, our voices carry
Such careful words that we can barely speak out loud
We found an ocean when we needed land
We drowned in words when we needed a hand
So we plead for night, and the sun keeps on spilling light

[Chorus]
There's a fine line, a fine line in between
Our progress and our instability
We can't help ourselves but hunt for more
A design flaw or the olive branch that proves the shore?
The catalyst we've waited for

[Bridge]
We live and die under the thumb of fear
As though the finish line will disappear
If we take one less step, even to catch our breath
And we once felt safe, like no cure was needed
Our vocabularies had no room for "defeated"
But we grew up quick and became connoisseurs of it

[Chorus]
There's a fine line, a fine line in between
Our progress and our instability
We can't help ourselves but hunt for more
A design flaw or the olive branch that proves the shore?
The catalyst we've waited for