The Tide - The Dodos

You were playing

Till there was no one

There’s no room left at the bottom

And though I picture a lake filled with nothing

Who is with me at the bottom

Are we on the brink of disaster

When the tide comes what will come after

We keep playing

Till there’s nothing

There’ll be no room at the bottom

And though I picture a lake still and placid

There is someone at the bottom

Are we on the brink of disaster

When the tide comes what will come after

Is this the right time or should I wait for it

Is this the right time or should I wait for it