You were playing
'Till there was no one
There's no room left at the bottom
And though I picture a lake filled with nothing,
Who is with me at the bottom?
Are we on the brink of disaster?
When the tide comes, what will come after?

We keep playing
'Till there's nothing
There'll be no room at the bottom
And though I picture a lake still and placid
There is someone at the bottom

Are we on the brink of disaster?
When the tide comes, what will come after?
Is this the right time or should I wait for it?
Is this the right time or should I wait for it?