Wylder - At the End, Pt. 1

Oh and when the storms come
Flooding through the hall
Rising to the landing, tearing pictures from the walls
Currents pull us underneath
That bright tide ripped us out
Into a tangled coral reef where we can never drown

Now that we're at the end
I try to tell myself it's always been you

Should I continue on and let you
Make this place your own?
Or should we float off with the waves
Until we're taken home?
Salty taste of surf
The words are still caught on my tongue
In the wake of everything
It's fair we came undone

'Cause if we sank along into the tide
Our shadows cast out long in crooked lines
Even if you might not follow through
As the sun is swallowed up from view
The last face that I'd see belongs to you