It's getting dark out on the water Hey look over there, over your shoulder On the horizon, there's so much lightning here Doesn't it make you feel more alive? Doesn't this make the perfect disguise? When the storm sets in I quicken up my pace Oh the mark it makes, it turns us to the waves It's getting late but I think I'll stay for a while Don't ever change how you arrive Won't ever make you ask me twice When the storm sets in I quicken up my pace Oh the mark it makes, it turns us to the waves I'm done making mistakes I'm done making mistakes I'll let it wash away Doesn't it make you feel more alive? Doesn't it make the perfect disguise? When the storm sets in I quicken up my pace Oh the mark it makes, as it turns us to the waves It turns us to the waves Oh the mark it makes Oh the mark it makes