Seazon of the Fly
Surface Lyrics by Kyle Kutz

Barrel deep into core.

Leaving no trace of high ground.

What determines this will?

Will it be forever?

Surface again.

I only see things one way.

 

Flip the switch.

Play that fool’s game.

Pull the cord.

Surface again

 

Never cared.

The other.

Finding wrong.

Everything.

Surface again.

 

Barrel deep into core.

Leaving no trace of high ground.

What determines this will?

Will it be forever?

Or never be found…

 

Surface!