Your words are changing in the current What do we tell ourselves Stories become real in the telling And though you carry yours well It's still a heavy load When the world feels like a bad dream And you're drifting Going upstream Even though I know that nothing I do Will change a thing, I promise I'll bring my Swimsuit Trust that even with your eyes closed The world will not drop dead For however long you're down there I will hold your breath When the world feels like a bad dream And you're drifting Going upstream Even though I know that nothing I do Will change a thing I promise I will bring my Swimsuit