[Intro- Reverberating, clean guitar chords. A deep, pulsing bassline that feels like a slow heartbeat]
[Verse 1]
The floor fell out an hour ago
But I’m still standing in the air
Watching the ink of the evening flow
Into the mess of your tangled hair
You’re speaking in a frequency
That I can no longer hear
Just a low hum in the masonry
As the exits disappear.
[Chorus]
And it’s a long way down through the cherry light
To the bed we made in the salt and the silt
I’m heavy with the ghost of you tonight
Drowning in the ghost of the life we built
I’m pulling at the sheets, but they’re made of lead
It’s a beautiful sleep...
But I think I’m dead.
[Verse 2]
The water’s warm, a velvet weight
Pressing the "sorry" out of my chest
I used to fight the hand of fate
Now I just let the pressure rest
We’re static on a broken screen
A flicker in a frozen hall
The loveliest wreck I’ve ever seen
Right before the ceiling falls.
[Chorus]
And it’s a long way down through the cherry light
To the bed we made in the salt and the silt
I’m heavy with the ghost of you tonight
Drowning in the ghost of the life we built
I’m pulling at the sheets, but they’re made of lead
It’s a beautiful sleep...
But I think I’m dead.
[Bridge- Music swells into a wall of distorted sound; vocals become a desperate, airy whisper-scream]
Wake me up...
The air is turning into stone.
Wake me up...
I can’t do this dark alone.
But the pillow is a wave
And the bedroom is a grave
And you’re smiling while I sink...
While I sink...
[Outro- The heavy drums drop out, leaving only a thick, swirling haze of reverb and a deep, melodic bass line]
I’m drifting through the hallways of the "us" we used to be
Counting all the bubbles as they rise away from me
It’s so quiet...
It’s so quiet down here.
I can see your hand, but it’s a mile above the glass
Watching all the colors of our summer start to pass.
I’m reaching...
But I’m heavy.
I’m so heavy.
[Vocals transition into wordless, haunting "Oohs" that blend into the guitar feedback]
Goodnight, my love.
The tide is in.
I’m underneath the surface now.
Underneath...
Under...
[Instrumental break- a lonely, clean electric guitar plays a slow, descending minor arpeggio. Each note is drenched in "shimmer" reverb, making it sound like light reflecting off water, A low-end synthesizer drone slowly crescendos, creating a feeling of physical pressure in the chest. A second guitar enters with high-pitched, crying feedback that sounds like a distant whale song or a siren, The melody begins to "warp" or detune slightly using a tremolo bar, mimicking the feeling of losing consciousness. The tempo slows down even further, stretching the space between the notes]
YEAHHHHHHHHH!
[Djent instrumental solo]
Atlantica
