Monday, January 17, 2011

I'll miss something I never had


I’ll miss something I never had
Reach desperately at the disappearing strands
Nothing’s certain, nothing’s true
I’ll claw and tear to the depths of the sea blue
Grasping for a ghost, a shadow, a whisper
Something that never really existed at all.

These late nights they make me think, often more than I can
To keep me sane

And just when I think from the depths I’ve escaped
And I can see the sun glinting on the surface of redemption
Something pulls me and plunges me deeper into these icy waters
This spell, this enchantment—this curse—
Has damned me in a watery, dark hell
Everything’s muted and blurred
I can never see straight
But I swim toward the light
Even though your current is stronger than my stroke

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