(Driving, slightly distorted bassline and delayed guitar intro)
(Verse 1)
The quiet in the current, it washes over me
A borrowed stillness, where the shadows used to be.
But the water's rising, a dark and heavy tide
I watch the sea billows roll, there’s nowhere left to hide.
(Pre-Chorus)
I can hear the engine stutter, I can feel the anchor fray
If I lose the signal now, what will I have to say?
(Chorus)
And the weight of the ocean is on my soul
A restless silence taking its toll.
But a promise echoes in the shifting sand
It is well, it is well, with the hand that holds me.
(Verse 2)
The jagged corners of the trials that come on strong
I wear the friction like a broken, bitter song.
But in the wreckage of the things I can’t control,
There's a blueprint written, a constant to make me whole.
(Pre-Chorus)
I can hear the engine stutter, I can feel the anchor fray
If I lose the signal now, what will I have to say?
(Chorus)
And the weight of the ocean is on my soul
A restless silence taking its toll.
But a promise echoes in the shifting sand
It is well, it is well, with the hand that holds me.
(Bridge)
I look to the horizon, where the sky begins to bend
A light is cutting through, where the waiting will end.
No shallow comfort, no easy lie
Just the sight of the final day, rolling back the sky.
(Guitar Solo - Building intensity, moving from clean echo to a wall of sound)
(Outro)
It is well, it is well...
Let the trump resound, let the signal send.
It is well, it is well...
(The music fades out slowly on a repeated, high-pitched guitar feedback loop)