ripple - iamamiwhoami, ionnalee

With one hand above the rising line

Fighting to keep my innocence dry

Before we sail this raft aground

If we won’t live to hear the sound

No built ship can save their kind

They’ll be holding their breaths for the rest of their lives

Before you sail that raft aground

Join us in the search and take a dive

Flotsam and jetsam, all this driftwood

Can’t you see the forest for the trees?