Beyond Greenpoint - Work Drugs

Minds bound by the tassels

Just slaves to the language of the dead

Our futures a funnel, laughing well

The throat the beach will swallow up the land

What happens beyond the waves?

What happens beyond?

What happens beyond?

The sunrise can change perspectives

When you’ve got nothing to lose

10,000 miles to join the reckless

There’s nothing left to prove

This islands where we belong

This islands where we belong

What happens beyond?

(we'll find you there)

Can’t hold me down