The Great Descent

I wrote this story so many days ago

And the words kept falling onto pages

Without the loss we can't go

And with the loss we became strong

It's how it is, as we stare it down

Oh my god do I think, that this is the end of everything

When everything inside wants me to feel like this is normal

And in the quiet, the silence screams aloud

And the panic resides along our inners

And with the tragedy we go, pushing the hell so far below

Desperate hands cover my face

So stay calm this way in case, we're needed for emergency

And if we are we'll be prepared for action

This is how it's supposed to be, this is how it's supposed to be

Somebody better call a doctor, somebody call a doctor

And maybe this could be the end of everything that we want (don't panic)

And from a distance it seems that the water will wash panic away

Oh my lord, believe, there's no need for emergency

But in case there is, distract it

This is how it's supposed to be, this is how it's supposed to be

Somebody better call a doctor, somebody call a doctor

And maybe this could be the end of everything that we want (don't panic)

And from a distance it seems that the water will wash panic away

The water, will wash panic away

If this is the great descent, I won't be running for the exits

If this is the great descent, I won't be running for the exits