You tried your best to bury in the ground
a place, a face, a very small town.
The walls you built are crumbling down,
haunted by the shadows all around.
And yeah, it was forever ago.
The scars are more painful than you'll know.
The ghosts in your heart are alive,
spread the ashes of your father.
If your angst has survived,
then you're only treading water.
You feel like you can never get it right.
Sticks and stones have given up the fight.
'Cause words cut sharper than a knife
and losses become larger than life.
And yeah, it was forever ago.
The closer sometimes just won't stay closed.
The ghosts in your heart are alive,
spread the ashes of your father.
If your angst has survived,
then you're only treading water.
If you're lost in the dark,
then you're only treading water.
Release to the wind,
spread the ashes of your father,
'cause you're only treading water.
Release me.
Let me go.
Release me.
Let me go.
Release me.
And yeah, it was forever ago,
but the past has a deadly undertow.
The ghosts in your heart are alive,
spread the ashes of your father.
If your angst has survived,
then you're only treading water.
If you're lost in the dark,
then you're only treading water.
Release to the wind,
spread the ashes of your father,
'cause you're only treading water.
Yeah, you're only treading water.
You're only treading water.