Show, don't tell
How to climb out of this shell
Up to my ear
The ocean sounds like hell
And I keep slipping back down
There's butterflies warring in my stomach
Heart rate continues to plummet
But I keep running
Barely taking any strides
Just sitting in silence
Everyday while we drive
Past a crane
Maybe it can lift us up
And drop us down
Where we'd rather be
But if we're too heavy
We tried to fly at the very least
Show, don't tell
How to climb out of this shell
Up to my ear
The ocean sounds like hell
And I keep slipping back down