I clear my eyes I see blurred skies
Sometimes I feel, most days I'm numb
Somewhere, someday I'll face the sea with full hands
Rain will form mud, mud will form swamps,
My feet will bleed with thorns I tread the masters will think I'm trapped
I can't decide
I can't reach out
They claim one sacrifice
Will they hear me?
The rain
Night fell, I'm hurt
Stars lead my way
Cool breeze on my face
Waves crash on my chest
Morning light revealed my footprints on the sand
As I recede from my vain life into myself
Hear me calling the names of those who brought me out here in doubt and pain
I can't decide
I can't feel now
I can't reach out
I can't hear now
I can't see now
They claim one sacrifice
Will they hear me?
The rain
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