There is no moral ordernIt's not as bad as you may thinknThe sky isn't fallingnSometimes we all subject tonLittle things thatnKeep us sanenWhen there's no one left to blamennVenice isn't sinkingnVenice isn't sinkingnIt's just feeling downnnAs the rising tide surrounds you,nReady to engulf you,nAre you getting out?nnThere's no real sense in fightingnThe cruel and harsh realitynThat life's about compromisingnIt's the point when you stop tryingnYou're bound to fall and lose your gripnDon't lose your grip on itnnVenice isn't sinkingnVenice isn't sinkingnIt's just feeling downnnAs the rising tide surrounds you,nReady to engulf you,nAre you getting out?