Treading Water by Sara Jasmin Page

Counting hours
Fingers drumming
It's like nothing but treading water
Blinking slowly
Going nowhere
Doing nothing but treading water
Feels like waiting
Feels like hoping
Feels like nothing but treading water
It's so different
It's so easy
Our new normal is treading water

Sitting quiet
Staring blindly
Maybe nothing but treading water
Doing circles
Inside screaming
But it's nothing, just treading water
Are we breathing?
Are we dying?
Are we nothing but nothing but water?
It's a dream world
It's just part-time
The new normal is treading water

Smack our heads against a brick wall
And tell 'em that we didn't mean to fall
So hard for our own reflections
In spite all of this
Smack our heads against a brick wall
And tell 'em that we didn't mean to fall
So hard for our own reflections
In spite all of this

Little brainwash
Press repeat all
Turn a blind eye despite all the water
Block the noise out
Comfort darkness
I'm not drowning I live underwater
Let's say next time?
Let's say next week?
I'm too busy look all of this water
Pretty war-time
Pretty new world
Pretty normal this treading water

Smack your head against a brick wall
And tell me that you didn't mean to fall
So hard for your own reflection
Despite all of this
Smack your heads against a brick wall
And tell 'em that we didn't mean to fall
So hard for our own reflections
In spite all of this

We are unravelling
We are slowly unravelling
Like a thread unravelling we start again and stop
And start abandoning
Tomorrow's morning sun

• Acoustic
• Singer-songwriter
• alternative rock
• classical contemporary
• indie pop
• indie rock
• piano solo
• London