Here's what I'm going through, and the funny thing is...I didn't even write this. It was already written. Somebody has already felt these feelings. Somebody has already gone through this. I'm in it now. If nothing else, alongside my current apathy I have a song to sing. When I can't find what I'm looking for or even feel that strong spirit of truth, I still have a song.
You can have this song too, if it's what you need.
It's what I need right now.
I try desperately to run through the sand
As I hold the water
In the palm of my hand
Cause it's all that I have
It's all that I need and
The waves of the water
Mean nothing to me
But I try my best
And all that I can to
Hold tightly onto
What's left in my hand
But no matter how
How tightly I will strain
The sand will slow me down
And the water will drain
I'm just being dramatic
In fact,
I'm only at it again
As an addict with a pen
Who's addicted to the wind
As it blows me back and fourth
Mindless, spineless, and pretend
Of course I'll be here again
See you tomorrow
But it's the end of today
End of my ways
As a walking denial
My trail was filed as a crazy
Suicidal head case
But you specialize in dying
You hear me screaming
Father
And I'm lying here just crying
So wash me with your water
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