Besedila: Plumb. Cure.

Been there before
Slowly drifting out to sea
Away from the tide
And a darkness surrounds me

I'm out of hope
I'm out of strength this time

I've never seen it
No, i've never heard it
I've never been it but i'm searching for it
I've never seen it
No, i've never heard it
I've never been it but i'm searching for it

A breath of air
A calm that surrounds me
But i want to know how
To let it inside

It gives me peace
It frees this pain i hide

Cure, cure, cure, cure