Kicking away at an ocean
Try to make erosion
Happen in a day
Nothing is as good as knowing
That the next thing coming
Will not be the same
Oh, I know
Unreal
It's not a part of my heart
I know
Unreal
I'm getting over this thing
Holding onto something
I can't even see or describe
It's the way you talk
Kicking away at an ocean
Like a dancing motion
I could make alone