They say the ocean’s blue but it’s black right now, in the dark, on the sand, looking out at my crowd. Depression and drowning singing now, the full parts of lightning reveals where the ocean stops and the sky starts. I’ve been told by the sky that the ocean I shall win, but it’s hard for me to see where ocean stops and where sky begins. A random strike of light reminds me of what is true, but right now the ocean is blacker than black, the sky is too.
Because of his depression and anxiety, everything Tyler Joseph sees looks black, and because of that, there's hardly any distinction between the things in front of him, including the sky and the ocean.