i m feeling this anxiety rising up in waves inside of me i can t feed into these tendencies getting out of these cycles that recycle me recycle me waiting for the wind pick me up and start again cold river lonely sea what do i do with you staring back at me all the colours fall away black and white but now they re coming back to me rainfall washes away every canvas painted by the sun i won t be one to come quietly fighting off the waves that slash at me waiting for the wind pick me up and start again cold river lonely sea what do i do with you staring back at me all the colours fall away black and white but now they re coming back to me cold river lonely sea what do i do with you staring back at me all the colours fall away black and white but now they re coming back to me