Below Surface - Sam Phillips

Boat of dreams stranded on dark ground, drifting from the Earth

Water rising up against my door

I’ve been waiting for Noah’s God to destroy my world, so I can find life

I’m below surface

I’m below surface

Drain our blood with information screens, obsolete, obscene

God is growing underground, desire is pulling me down

Hidden river curing madness of no secrets, no mystery

I’m below surface

I’m below surface