Exhale

I watched them build their haunted halls

And fill them full with phantom cries

Then bolt the doors and blame the walls

For shadows born behind their eyes

They wear their chains like sacred vows

Smoke and air, yet drag them still

They crumble if they just let go

But clutch like dying is a skill

And the water, the water never rises

(It pools beneath their knees)

They hold their breath and call it crisis

(In depths that barely freeze)

They drown in shallow water

They summon their own rain (own rain)

They crown themselves the martyr

Then curse the world for pain

I floated here to study sorrow

From somewhere safe below

But something in their borrowed hollow

Started feeling home

And the water, the water looks familiar

(It pools beneath my knees)

I held my breath and called it living

(In depths that barely freeze)

You drown in shallow water

You summon your own rain (your own rain)

You crown yourself the martyr

Then curse the world for pain

I came to watch the ones who suffer

I stayed to find out why

I built a haunted house to study haunted houses

And became the ghost inside, ooh

We stood in shallow water

We summoned our own rain (summoned our own)

We crowned ourselves the martyr

Then realized we can exhale

What if the deep was never deep? (Deep was never deep)

What if the locked was never locked?

What if the ghost you fear the most (ghost)

Was just a thought you chose to host?