At the End, Pt. 1

Oh, and when the storms come
Flooding through the hall
Rising to the landing
Tearing pictures from the walls

The currents pull us underneath
That bright tide rips us out
Into a tangled coral reef
Where we will never drown

Now that we're at the end
I try to tell myself that it's always been
You
Should I continue on and let you

Make this place your own?
Or should we float off with the waves
Until we're taken home?
A salty taste of surf

The words are still caught on my tongue
In the wake of everything
It's fair we came undone
Cause if we sank along into the tide

Our shadows cast out long in crooked lines
And even if you might not follow through
As the Sun is swallowed up from view
The last face that I'd see belongs to

You