Deep

In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes

Started out empty, a bottom feeder that lives here
But just for a short time, taking damages from
Hits or rocks and wave crashes, but it still
Manages to stay in one piece, a tough shell

At meters below the presence of creatures unknown
I can't even feel, so feel alone
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes

In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
A stormy day into the night, barely in the day light
It hasn't broken, it only has chips and cracks

Being dropped, being tossed, being stopped, then being stepped on
The tide will bring it anywhere, in many stare, then walk away
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes

In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep, play the breaks, When will it burn the homes
In the wake of the sleep
In the wake of the sleep

In the wake of the sleep
In the wake of the sleep
In the wake of the sleep
When will it burn the homes