Faunts - Departure lyrics

Forced out Emptied Quiet hands Quick feet Lay down Plans dreams Fears starve Hope feeds Wake up Sleep breathes Set sail Dead seas Cold hands Wet feet Fear starves Hope feeds I've always known the world was out there I feel the sun at my feet But cold are the waves that roll in Are we floating? Now you want to pull the weights off Untied to the sea The wind blows with howling terror The sirens warning Hold on Dear father and son