Landlocked

It's about that time we start unwinding, any hope we wrapped around
 the distant light in the silent conversation that never blossomed into sound
 Cause we were hard weather, we were broken hearted, we were always forget-me-nots
 We were flash bulbs, we were constellations, and we tried to connect the dots
 But all this and all that and everything in between never did amount to a damn thing
 I wish we could call this low tide
 pretend we will come back rising,
 but darling we're done for good
 well if you want to know all the time felt like
 crawling and crawling down the bottom of a well
 and if you want to know I never could
 let it go let it go let it go until now
 but all this and all that and everything in between never did amount to much
 I wish we could call this low tide
 preted we'll come back rising
 but we're landlocked
 But all this and all that and everything in between never did amount to much
 I wish we could call this low tide
 preted we could come back rising,
 but we're landlocked
 Nothing nothing nothing left
 some sand in your shoe, a stone in your chest
 some sand in your shoe, a song in your mind
 We ran out of time time time