Everyday Iâve wasted,Iâve let life pass me by.Without an anchor, an anchor,Iâm standing helpless while Iâm swallowed by the tide.As I survey the sea,Look out upon the cresting swells,I count the waves, I count my dreams,My dreams, my dreams, my dreams are fading.I canât make these torrents stop,Theyâre crushing everything,Weight of the water baring down,Eroding my city, everything I worked so hard,So hard to build.The floods begun, I canât make it stop.The floods begun, I canât make it stop.Iâll pull myself up from disaster, greeted by a clear blue sky.I find this city cleansed, I find myself again.The sea is swelling and I feel the rising tides.This city sinks to hell.This city sinks to hell, and I can feel it crumbling.I wonât be buried a live, this is no mans land but my own.Iâll pull myself up from disaster.Iâll pull myself up from disaster, greeted by a clear blue sky.Iâll find this city, find this city cleansed.Iâll find myself, find myself again.Iâll pull myself up from disaster, greeted by a clear blue sky.I find this city cleansed, I find myself again.The sea is swelling and I feel the rising tides.This city sinks to hell.This city sinks to hell.