Black water

The thrill of the unknown

Blindfolded

Pulling me out overboard

Unspoken

But sitting inside all our words

Unfolding

The future from around my core

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

Slow motion

I′m showing all my fears

Forgotten

Fingers running through her hair

And time

Has ceased to matter anymore

And time becomes imagined

Like shadows reaching out from the wall

Slowing down it almost stops

Where do we go from here?

Where do we go from here?

A shot goes

Am I your ricochet?

Am I falling?

Am I your ricochet?

Where do we go from here?

Am I falling?

Am I your ricochet?

Where do we go from here?

Am I falling?

Am I your ricochet?