Waterloo

In the undertow

Of a muddy river's ebb and flow

Is a hand that will not let go

The current is strong

The river is deep

In the afterglow

Of the fire that tore through the room below

Someone calls through the smoke

All you can do is try to breathe

To breathe

To breathe

To breathe

When the road is steep

And the ground gives way beneath your feet

It's the last place you want to be

The air here is thin

You must try to breathe

To breathe

To breathe

To breathe

In the undertow

Of a muddy river's ebb and flow

Is a hand that will not let you go

That belongs to someone like me

Who's holding your head and helping you breathe

To breathe

To breathe

To breathe

You need to be free

You need to be free