slowly I creep forward,
with trepidation
I'm full of hope, but it is bleak out there and tinged with blue,
I feel it dragging
this anchor inside of me
with trepidation
I'm full of hope, but it is bleak out there and tinged with blue,
I feel it dragging
this anchor inside of me
Sweet water still
cloud my mind
bitter taste of want
wash upon me
yearning, be my decay
be me
cloud my mind
bitter taste of want
wash upon me
yearning, be my decay
be me
My longing tears strips from my soul
I think of us sometimes
We used to be so close
I think of us sometimes
We used to be so close