Under The Rush

Over my head

Solid ground is a quiet place

And it's hard, makes it hard to hear myself think

Drowning in the dry signal

There's never enough space to make out what I'm trying to say

The water is out

I've been caught in a drought

There's an empty vessel at the edge of the sound

I had a letter to write with a message I found

But I only know it floating so far

Out from the bluffs

I hear it when I'm under the rush

I'll feel it when it runs deep enough

Over my head and under the rush

Over my head

But I only know it floating so far

Out from the bluffs

I hear it when I'm under the rush

I'll feel it when it runs deep enough

Over my head and under the rush

Over my head