Tonight will be 
the night that we 
begin to ease 
the plugs out of the dam. 
And we will stand 
knee deep in the flow, 
the undertow 
will grab our heels and won't let go. 
And while we hold, 
our legs quivering, 
the water rises now 
to our teeth 
when we just let go 
and sail belly up to the clouds, 
the rocks scraping our backs. 
To breath in the air will be 
the only thing that we have 
and all the wasted nights 
and empty moments
in our lives flushed away 
as we sway with the rhythm 
of the waves bobbing us up. 
Crests fall to troughs we feel our gills open up. 

And sail belly up to the clouds, 
the rocks scraping our backs. 
To breath in the air will be
the only thing that we have 
and if the hook sets in 
the bottom of our lungs, 
we'll rip it out and lick the blood off with our tongues.

The despair can ravage you 
if you turn your head around to look down the path 
that's led you here, 
cause what can you change? 
You're a vessel now 
floating down the waterways. 
You can take your rudder 
and aim your ship, 
just don't bother with the things left in your wake. 
Just sail belly up to the clouds, 
the rocks scraping your back. 
To breathe in the air will be 
the only thing that you have 
and your love will be warm nights 
with pockets of moonlight 
spotlighting you as you drift, 
the actor in this play. 
And you walk across the stage, 
take a bow, hear the applause, 
and as the curtain falls, 
just know you did it all 
the best that you knew how
and you can hear them cheering now. 
So let a smile out and show your teeth 
cause you know you lived it well.